It is super duper easy – alarmingly so, even – to forget that when you are watching a Major League Baseball game you are also watching people complete their workday. The old joke goes that if baseball players could show up to your cubicle and heckle you for messing up a spreadsheet, you’d think twice before berating them for whiffing on a 98 mile per hour fastball.
Today’s game embodied a very work-like energy. Both pitchers struggled to find the strike zone early but each fought through it for at least six innings, the baseball version of recovering from a traffic-filled commute and still finishing your to-do list at a reasonable time.