I Sat Third Row At The NLCS And All I Got Was Clayton Kershaw Owning My Life

What’s it feel like to sit third row for a Clayton Kershaw game? In a word, bad, really bad. I had the best seats of my life last night thanks to Marlins Man and Kershaw spent three hours shitting down my throat. What a performance that was. 84 pitches in 7 innings of shut out ball. Besides the Javy hit that was absolutely tagged to dead center the Cubs never stood a chance. That’s the Clayton Kershaw we were all afraid of. Playoff Kershaw is a myth at this point because this Kershaw is real and he fucking OWNS.

Sitting in those seats is an unbelievable experience. You notice every interaction, ever sound is amplified and crystal clear, it’s something I hope every baseball fan gets to experience at least once, except for the Clayton Kershaw part. So we move on to Tuesday night. I wouldn’t say I’m worried but Rich Hill feels like the type of guy that will pull an unbelievable game out of his ass, especially knowing how this Cubs team struggles with lefties. I trust in Jake and think it’s time to give Soler a shot. Need to get some production from guys other than Bryant and Baez, it sounds simple but sometimes it really is that easy. Will it happen is the question? Let’s sure fucking hope so because this is exactly when the scaries set in. Knowing that COULD have been the last game at Wrigley this year. It’s highly highly highly doubtful, impossible even, but just saying that sentence makes me want to puke. Back to the bleachers, done with the reach seats for life. #Done.

PS

Shout out to Marlins Man and Marlins Woman for taking me to the game last night. A love that I hope lasts forever.

Also special thanks to the hot dog vendor who handed me a dog in the 8th and said “here, calm your nerves with this”. People helping people.