BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT!
BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT!
What a fucking heart attack of a game.
Not only were we down 2-1 in the series with out backs against the wall, facing elimination.
We were also down 3-2 in the 7th inning against one of the best bullpens in baseball.
But here’s the thing about this Cleveland Guardians team: they DON’T.
HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?
Even going to Clase in the 8th.
People said, oh no, repeat of Game 2?
No, repeat of the 50 games prior to it.
You ride the horse that got you there.
You dance with the girl you brought.
Emmanuel Clase is a fucking dog and when the game is on the line, I want him pitching.
2 huge home runs.
And we finally scored some fucking runs.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Because this ain’t Reese Olson that the Tigers are trotting out on the bump on Saturday.
It’s the unanimous Cy Young winner, Tarik Skubal.
I’m not saying SHIT leading up to this game.
I learned my lesson last time.
This dude is a fucking monster and we need all hands on deck to beat him in Game 5.
