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Orioles 10, Rangers 4. Game 2. The Division Series.
Darkness fell over Arlington. Globe Life Field. The Rangers thought they could defend their home. They were wrong.
Jordan Rizo… three hits, a walk, three runs, three driven in. He was the fire. The spark in the night. In the second inning, bases loaded — he didn’t need a swing. Just patience. He took ball four. He forced the first crack in Texas’ armor.
Then came the sixth. Valdez and Hyland — home runs like thunderclaps in the silence. Mendoza… broken. The Rangers’ mound was bleeding runs, errors, and doubt.
Texas tried to fight back. Two in the seventh. Two in the ninth. Too late. Too weak. Baltimore didn’t blink. Rizo came again in the ninth — the kill shot. A blast into the night. Final. 10-4.
Kevin Johnson held the shadows for eight and a third. Five hits, four runs. A warrior. He bent, never broke. The bullpen cleaned up the last scraps. Texas couldn’t claw their way out.
Errors piled up for the Rangers. Three of them. They weren’t ready. Not for this. Not for Baltimore.
The series is tied. 1-1. Next stop: Oriole Park at Camden Yards. Wednesday. The night belongs to the Orioles. The Rangers… they’ll step into a hostile city, into a storm they can’t control.
I’ll be watching. From the shadows.
Because baseball, like Gotham… has no mercy.
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