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Mike: Lemme tell ya somethin’ right now, Chris. This San Diego team — seven and oh in the postseason, seven and oh! — I don’t care if it’s 1920 or 2020, that is remarkable. They are rollin’ through people.
Mad Dog: Mikey, Mikey, Mikey! The Friars! The Friars! I mean, I’ve been watchin’ baseball a long time, Mikey, you don’t start a postseason seven and oh unless you got somethin’ cookin’. Santiago Macario — four hits, a homer, a couple ribbies — he’s Babe Ruth, Ty Cobb, and Tris Speaker all rolled into one, Mikey!
Mike: Well, Chris, c’mon now, slow down. He had a great game, yes, but let’s not put him in Cooperstown yet. The bigger story is this: Cincinnati was at home, they had the crowd, and San Diego punched ‘em in the mouth with six runs in the first two innings. Ballgame was basically over.
Mad Dog: And the Reds! The Reds! What a disgrace, Mikey. Willie Chavez, couldn’t get outta the second inning. Gave up seven hits, six runs, ERA ballooned to the moon! You can’t do that at home in an LCS, Mikey, ya just can’t!
Mike: Right, right, and now they gotta go to San Diego down 0–2. You know what that means, Chris. Series is over. Write it down. You don’t come back from two down when you’re goin’ on the road against a team that hasn’t lost yet.
Mad Dog: Mikey, the Padres fans are gonna be goin’ nuts at Petco Park — excuse me, PETCO PARK, 1920 edition! — Friday afternoon, 2:05 Eastern! They’re gonna be bouncin’ off the walls, Mikey.
Mike: And here’s the thing, Chris — if the Padres win Game 3, it’s a sweep. It’s a sweep. Reds are done. I mean, at this point, San Diego’s not just thinkin’ NL pennant, they’re thinkin’ World Series parade. Seven and oh,
Chris. Seven and oh!
Mad Dog: WHO WOULD’A THUNK IT, MIKEY!? THE SAN DIEGO PADRES, DOMINATING BASEBALL IN 1920!
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