I don’t know if this or something like it was already mentioned in this thread, as I was fortunate enough to get to watch with my dad tonight—who is visiting for the weekend—and so did not have to constantly retreat here for succor, but tonight really reminded me of how hard it can be to lose when you’ve been on a winning streak—by which I mean that you kind of have to make yourself do it, because opportunities keep befalling you, and that after you’ve gotten over that hump, and lose, why you often lose a couple more right quick.
What an outstanding job by the run-suppressing machine, tonight, and what an interminably-paced thing the first six innings were.
Happy birthday, Juan!