I don't know what the rules are about sharing personal texts on the Internet, but here goes. Seconds after Carlos Beltran broke the Dodgers' heart in 13 innings, my mom texted me this:
It was worth watching this LONG game to see those arrogant bastards lose.
Just so you know I come from good stock. Also, yes, indeed, that was a good game.
Though Matt Holliday is happy right now. So is Jose Oquendo. Dammit, this is horrible.
But if you're looking for something to placate you, you can borrow my method. I pretend that Carlos Beltran was a life-long Giants hero. The beloved kind that doesn't go away, like Will Clark or Matt Williams. And in his post-Giants career, he's still advancing the pro-Giants agenda, doing what he can to help the cause.
Good work, Carlos Beltran. You'll always be a pseudo-Giant-for-life in my fever dreams.
The Dodgers aren't out of it. They lost the first game in a painful fashion, but I remember that one time where a team was down 2-0 in the NLDS and 3-1 in the NLCS and came back. It was back in the '80s or something, you probably don't remember it.
Also of note, here's a screenshot I took of Yasiel Puig:
I just love that, even as I'm hating it. That guy is a fool, and I'm not sure if that's a compliment or an insult.