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COWHERD:
“Bob, this is why October is different. Thirteen to eleven. That’s not a baseball game — that’s a heavyweight fight with aluminum bats. St. Louis jumps out 8–0 in the third inning. EIGHT–NOTHING. In Cincinnati. On the road. And somehow… it still feels like they survived something.”
COSTAS:
“It was operatic, Colin. Sloppy at times, certainly — eleven combined runs in the ninth inning alone across both halves — but undeniably dramatic. The Cardinals hit seven home runs. Seven. That’s excess bordering on indulgence.”
COWHERD:
“And Alejandro Valdez just got ambushed. Five homers in two and a third innings? That’s not October pitching, that’s batting practice. Holton goes deep twice. Dominguez goes yard. Eckert with a two-run shot. And then Alex Cruz — the best player on the field — two home runs, eight total bases. That’s a franchise guy stepping on your throat.”
COSTAS:
“Cruz was the axis of the game. Two home runs, three runs scored, three driven in. When Cincinnati cut it to 8–4 in the third — after Celauro’s three-run homer and Croke’s blast — the stadium had life. Cruz extinguished it in the fourth with that two-run shot off Nickolite.”
COWHERD:
“But here’s what I love — and what I hate. St. Louis builds it to 12–4. Then 13–6. And they still make you sweat! Cincinnati puts up three in the ninth. Triples flying everywhere — Sikes, Fleming — Joseph doubles one home. If you’re a Cardinals fan, you’re gripping the armrest thinking, ‘How are we in a save situation after scoring thirteen?’”
COSTAS:
“Because Victor Lujan was erratic. Five walks in 4.1 innings. The bullpen wasn’t pristine either. Weitzel, Dickerson — traffic constantly. Cincinnati left eleven men on base. If one more ball drops…”
COWHERD:
“…we’re talking about the biggest collapse of the postseason! Instead, it’s 3–1 Cardinals in the series. And that’s the headline. You go into tomorrow at Great American Ball Park needing one win. One.”
COSTAS:
“And psychologically, this is crushing for Cincinnati. You score eleven runs. You collect fourteen hits. You hit three home runs. And you still lose by two.”
COWHERD:
“That’s the thing. The Reds didn’t play poorly offensively. Kendrick had three hits. Dale had two doubles. Fleming goes deep and triples. But when the other team hits seven home runs? You’re chasing the game from the second inning on.”
COSTAS:
“And the wind was blowing out to right at ten miles per hour. It became a launching pad. A crisp 54-degree afternoon turned into a long, punishing day for pitchers.”
COWHERD:
“So here’s the big-picture take: St. Louis doesn’t win pretty. Cruz even said it — ‘It wasn’t a pretty victory.’ No kidding. But championship teams win ugly in October. They survive the chaos.”
COSTAS:
“And now the Reds face elimination. Down three games to one. Historically, that’s a steep incline. Tomorrow becomes existential.”
COWHERD:
“You know what this felt like? One of those playoff football games where the team up 31–10 lets the other side back to 31–24 and you’re yelling at the television. But at the end of the day, the better roster — and tonight it was clearly St. Louis — makes just enough plays.”
COSTAS:
“Seven home runs. Thirteen runs. A 3–1 series lead. Not elegant — but emphatic.”