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Well, we got Yoshinobu Yamamoto'd, my friends. That's about the size of it. To say that the Blue Jays lightly squandered early chances in Game Two would not be inaccurate, but fails to truly the capture the lived experience of a game where you don't get anybody on after like the third inning, as Yamamoto retired twenty straight Blue Jays en route to his second consecutive complete game this postseason (last World Series complete game? the admirable Johnny Cueto for the 2015 Kansas City Royals, a team that actually needed no one to go the distance ever [an unreal bullpen, as longtime Baseball Feelers may recall]). Kevin Gausman turned in another excellent start, for his part, retiring seventeen Dodgers in a row at one point, allowing just one run until the seventh got lightly away from him with two solo homers on unideal but not terrible pitches. That the Dodgers tacked a couple runs on against the bullpen is frankly immaterial, as this game was fully and completely about Yoshinobu Yamamoto, the Dodgers' pitcher about whom I had been, and totally remain, most worried.
On to beautiful Dodgers Stadium, then! If we win one of three, we're in good shape; two of three, tremendous shape; and if we win all three, my deep analytics suggest we would be World Series Champions even without winning any more games after that. There's really only one Dodger Stadium outcome—losing all three in a row—that would be anything less than really quite wonderful. And even then, what could you say? What could you even say? What I will say now, in closing real quick, is that the Blue Jays have always hit Game Three starter Taylor Glasnow fairly well, going back to Tampa days, and whether the great Max Scherzer has another tremendous day (like last time!) or a pretty terrible one (like several times just before!), it promises to be insane.
KS
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