2022 Game Ninety-Five: Blue Jays 4, Red Sox 1

further evidence to supper my youngest's contention
that he is called George "Springer" because he has springs . . .
in his feet

Alek Manoah, whom you would probably never describe as unfired down, was as about as fired up as you will find him Saturday afternoon, manifesting full-on Ricky-from-Trailer-Park-Boys energy en route to a lovely six innings of one-run baseball. Yimi Garcia, Adam Cimber, and Jordan Romano took it the rest of the way scorelessly, as the Red Sox continued to be unable to do anything at all right. The newly all-hustle Blue Jays scored as beautifully as you could ever hope to see in the second, with Chapman coming all the way around from first on Santiago Espinal's hit-and-run single to right field. All of these things I saw, and loved, and yet how could I see them as truly, or love them as fully, as Pat Tabler on colour commentary, for whom all of this seemed to have been made. He was in clover, good old Tabby. 

KS