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TONY KORNHEISER:
I’m exhausted just reading the box score, and I didn’t even play the game. Eleven innings, ten runs, Fenway Park doing Fenway Park things—and at the center of it all is a 34-year-old shortstop who apparently decided, “You know what? I’ll just end this myself.”
COLIN COWHERD:
Because that’s what veterans do, Tony. This game is the perfect reminder that playoff baseball isn’t always about the prettiest roster or the hottest trendy pick—it’s about who’s comfortable when everything’s on fire. Matt Croke has been around forever. He’s seen chaos. He doesn’t panic. He hunts it.
KORNHEISER:
Three for six, a homer, a double, three runs scored—and then the walk-off in the 11th. A one-out swing, no hesitation, good night, everybody go home. It’s the kind of ending that makes you forget there were about twelve pitching changes and forty-seven baserunners.
COWHERD:
And let’s be honest—this was a messy game. A fun mess, but a mess. Anaheim scores nine runs, gets thirteen hits, steals bases, hits for power… and still loses. That’s brutal. That’s the kind of loss that sits with you in the hotel room staring at the ceiling.
KORNHEISER:
The Angels had chances everywhere. They left thirteen men on base. Thirteen! That’s a traffic jam. That’s a parade that never gets to the destination.
COWHERD:
And Boston? Boston survives because they’re comfortable playing uncomfortable games. Fenway is weird, October is weird, and the Red Sox bullpen basically turned this into a relay race. Five pitchers after the second inning, duct tape everywhere—and somehow they’re still standing.
KORNHEISER:
I loved the contrast. Anaheim hits early, Boston answers late, Anaheim answers again, Boston refuses to go away. By the ninth inning it felt like neither team wanted to pitch anymore.
COWHERD:
But here’s the difference, Tony—Anaheim is explosive, young, emotional. Boston is old-soul stubborn. When the game slows down in extra innings, I trust the guy who’s been through a decade of wars. Croke didn’t swing like a man hoping. He swung like a man deciding.
KORNHEISER:
Oscar Trejo throws a sinker, Croke sends it into the Boston afternoon, and Fenway does what Fenway always does—it shakes. That’s a Game 1 punch to the gut for Anaheim.
COWHERD:
And that’s why Game 1 matters. Not because it decides the series—but because it tells you who can absorb chaos. Boston just told Anaheim, “You’re gonna have to beat us cleaner than that.”
KORNHEISER:
So it’s Red Sox up 1–0, everyone needs ice packs, and we do it all again tomorrow. I’ll say this: if every game in this series looks like this, nobody’s getting any sleep.
COWHERD:
And that’s October baseball at Fenway—loud, messy, dramatic, and decided by the guy who’s been there before.