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I think the Dodgers actually benefitted by not getting a bye in the first round. They seem to have found their offensive mojo against the Reds. Started pitching was outstanding.
I think the weak spot for LA may be the relief pitching.
 
I think the weak spot for LA may be the relief pitching.
No doubt about that. It has been awful all season long. If they can put up some runs and get six or more solid innings from the starters, they will be fine. If not, they are doomed.
 
When the Red Sox escaped from bases loaded no outs without allowing a run in game one, I thought that's it, series is over.

My best friends son is 25, he sent me a text this morning about how upset he is and how he barely slept last night; I replied back "Welcome to my world pre 2004"...........

Funny how someone his age knows nothing about all the nonsense we put up with as fans for 86 years, our grandparents and uncles, our parents and older brothers and us.

Imagine trotting Bucky Dent out to throw out the first pitch; 20 years from now, they'll be trotting out Aaron Boone, the hero of game 7 of the 2003 ALCS.

Good for the Yankees and their fans; they won a wild card series vs the Red Sox with all three games played at home, barely winning game two/literally getting every break/bounce possible and then getting a lights out performance from some kid who is from Walpole, grew up as a Red Sox fan, went to the 2004 WS victory parade as a three year old (have to hand it to ESPN, they never miss a trick when it comes to **** like this), pitched at Northeastern and was passed over by his hometown team.

I'm sure him and Rice were yucking it up in the clubhouse after the game.

Have they started construction on Schindler's monument yet in monument park, asking for a friend.

Whatever.
 
For me, the 2025 MLB season is now over, a time to once again take a deep dive into this poem written by the late A. Bartlett Giamatti...............

"Green fields of the mind"

It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.

Good luck to anyone on the forum who still has a dog in the fight, I'm out, it's on to the NFL.
 

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