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Yo, check it, man — it went down in Frisco today. We talkin’ straight-up playoff baseball, and the Pirates? They came in, all low-key like, and just jacked one from the Giants, yo. 3-2 final, NLCS Game 2 — series is tied, dawg.
So like, my dude Ryan Grater for the Giants? Bro was dealing. Seven innings, just two hits, one run, barely even sweated. Had the Pirates lookin’ lost out there, man. Dude was throwin’ darts like he was playin' in a bar league with Badger or somethin’.
But yo, then they hand it over to Quintana, and it’s like, boom — the whole thing falls apart like Jesse’s RV. Two runs in the eighth. Big hit by Leo Romero, man. Only got one hit all day, but it was the one that mattered, you feel me?
Manager dude from San Francisco, he was all salty after. Said, "We had the game right there for the taking." But nah, y’all just left it sittin’ on the counter like cold fast food. You ain’t want it bad enough, yo.
And don’t sleep on Julio Cardenas, man. My boy walked, like, everybody — eight walks, for real. Tied some kinda record or somethin’. Still gave up only two runs, so I guess it’s cool. Kinda like that time Skinny Pete got caught stealin’ a Slurpee but talked his way out of it. Wild.
Yo, big ups to Brian Davis too — dude came through. Two hits, an RBI, and he got caught stealin’ but hey, at least he was tryin’. Most cats out here just stand around waitin’ for someone else to make a move.
So now they takin’ this party back to the ‘Burgh. Game 3 at PNC, baby. That place gonna be lit, no cap.
Anyway, I’m out. Gotta bounce — got a gig tonight with my band. But remember: Pirates snatched Game 2 like it was a flat-screen from a pawn shop. Peace.
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