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Evan: Tiki, I don’t even know where to start. Islanders 23, Flyers 1. Twenty-three to one! This wasn’t a playoff hockey game, this was a demolition.
Tiki: Evan, it was embarrassing. This was Game 3 of the Conference Finals! You’re at home in Philly, series on the line, and you get blown out like that? Bernabel was unstoppable — 4-for-6, homer, triple, seven RBI. Seven! He looked like Barry Bonds out there.
Evan: And it wasn’t just Bernabel. Bossy with two bombs, Valenzuela goes deep, Esparza with a two-run shot, Clark and de la Cerda each four hits… the whole lineup just destroyed Philly pitching. Twenty-seven hits!
Tiki: Meanwhile, the Flyers? Three hits. That’s it. You can’t win anything when you’ve got three hits in your own building. Couturier had a triple, Suriel drove in the lone run, and that was all she wrote.
Evan: And let’s not forget van Laar. Eight and two-thirds, only one run, didn’t even blink with that giant lead. He kept it professional.
Tiki: Yeah, compare that to the Flyers’ staff — Madrid, Sanchez, Cobos, Zhu… everybody who came in just poured gasoline on the fire. That bullpen ERA is comical.
Evan: And now, Islanders are up 3–0 in the series. This thing is over. I don’t care what anybody says — Flyers aren’t coming back from down 3–0 after losing 23–1.
Tiki: No chance. Their manager called it a “punch in the kisser.” I’d call it a knockout punch. Islanders are going to the Finals.
Evan: Islanders 23, Flyers 1. Bernabel the star, but honestly, the whole team was the star. This was historic.
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