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MLB 2018: The Yankees buy a championship off of Amazon
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ntz
tricknollegy
this is the most brutal thing i have ever read...
The year is 2029.
Long after having been forgotten by the mainstream media and casual fan, Clayton Kershaw barely makes a postseason roster as a mid reliever.
But then he shockingly catches fire. He can’t miss his spots. Unhitable.
He gets the save in all three game for round one with 8 strikeouts. No walks.
In round two, he comes out of the pen once again and earns two saves while allowing zero runs and striking out six. He is easily the mvp.
Then in the big dance. The memories of his postseason struggles re-emerge. That’s all the media has to talk about. Will he be used again?
In game two, barely holding a one run lead, Kershaw is summoned from the bullpen. The league MVP at the plate and runners on second and third.
But there is not a prayer.
One down.
Two down.
Three down.
All the world is abuzz but despite Kershaws efforts, the series goes to seven.
After a 17 inning marathon in game 6, there is only one answer. Only one available pitcher.
The former legend who has re-emerges with awe-inspiring grandeur. Clayton Kershaw.
He strikes out the side to begin the game.
He cruises along and somewhere around the 6th inning, there is buzz that he’s got a perfect game going.
One by one, the champions of the American League have no answer.
To the 9th.
But through the 9th.
The score is 0-0.
Kershaws fatigue shows but he is determined. To finally defeat the haunting demons of his earlier, hall of game career.
At the plate in the bottom of the 10th, with a perfect game intact, is the boy from Texas.
On an 0-2 count he gets a fastball.
He doesn’t miss.
And with the crack of the bat, a legacy of disappointment and failure evaporates.
The ball sails over the wall and the searies is over.
A walkoff home run to complete a perfect game 7.
In tears the 40 year old turns the corner at third. His teammates 90 feet away. He steps on the bag.
It’s over.
The stigma. The opinions. The haters. They have nowhere to go.
At the podium, Kershaw begins to break down.
“I wanted a ring, I couldn’t walk away with out it.”
He sobs through the presentation and turns toward the owner.
“When no one believed in me, you did. I’m so thankful for the opportunity!”
Then the team makes their way to the dugout and tunnel. Kershaw is the last.
He looks back to make sure it is all real.
He glances to the heavens and smiles.
He looks up at the board and grins.
It’s happened.
It’s real.
The scoreboard confirms it.
The San Francisco Giants have won the World Series.
The year is 2029.
Long after having been forgotten by the mainstream media and casual fan, Clayton Kershaw barely makes a postseason roster as a mid reliever.
But then he shockingly catches fire. He can’t miss his spots. Unhitable.
He gets the save in all three game for round one with 8 strikeouts. No walks.
In round two, he comes out of the pen once again and earns two saves while allowing zero runs and striking out six. He is easily the mvp.
Then in the big dance. The memories of his postseason struggles re-emerge. That’s all the media has to talk about. Will he be used again?
In game two, barely holding a one run lead, Kershaw is summoned from the bullpen. The league MVP at the plate and runners on second and third.
But there is not a prayer.
One down.
Two down.
Three down.
All the world is abuzz but despite Kershaws efforts, the series goes to seven.
After a 17 inning marathon in game 6, there is only one answer. Only one available pitcher.
The former legend who has re-emerges with awe-inspiring grandeur. Clayton Kershaw.
He strikes out the side to begin the game.
He cruises along and somewhere around the 6th inning, there is buzz that he’s got a perfect game going.
One by one, the champions of the American League have no answer.
To the 9th.
But through the 9th.
The score is 0-0.
Kershaws fatigue shows but he is determined. To finally defeat the haunting demons of his earlier, hall of game career.
At the plate in the bottom of the 10th, with a perfect game intact, is the boy from Texas.
On an 0-2 count he gets a fastball.
He doesn’t miss.
And with the crack of the bat, a legacy of disappointment and failure evaporates.
The ball sails over the wall and the searies is over.
A walkoff home run to complete a perfect game 7.
In tears the 40 year old turns the corner at third. His teammates 90 feet away. He steps on the bag.
It’s over.
The stigma. The opinions. The haters. They have nowhere to go.
At the podium, Kershaw begins to break down.
“I wanted a ring, I couldn’t walk away with out it.”
He sobs through the presentation and turns toward the owner.
“When no one believed in me, you did. I’m so thankful for the opportunity!”
Then the team makes their way to the dugout and tunnel. Kershaw is the last.
He looks back to make sure it is all real.
He glances to the heavens and smiles.
He looks up at the board and grins.
It’s happened.
It’s real.
The scoreboard confirms it.
The San Francisco Giants have won the World Series.
ntz
tricknollegy
hop in a time machine and lets go back to the year of our lord 2012 when both robinson cano and dustin pedroia were putting in their respective work and viewed as polar opposites of how they went about playing 2b. like the beatles vs. elvis debate, you can only identify with the beatles or elvis. same thing here, you either identify with cano or pedroia, but not both. i'm cano all the way. i don't respect hustle, i don't respect grind.
hrdchrgin13
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Tl;dr
hrdchrgin13
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Tl ; dr
hrdchrgin13
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You put some respect oñ his ñame
hrdchrgin13
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Freeman reinjured his elbow throwing Acuña under the bus
arther itis
payin' to get paid
joel embed
Country469
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yeah your posting game been played out
