I often have the Rangers on my television while I’m busying myself at my desk. Sometimes it’s a helpful tool to quasi-tune them out when they’re having a bad game like last night, but other times it’s nice to know that any time I look over, I’m liable to see Jacob deGrom finishing off another scoreless inning.
It seems like every time my eyes were drawn to the screen, deGrom was delivering a perfect pitch. I found myself drifting more and more from my tasks and focusing more and more on just watching deGrom paint. These are the best kinds of games, when something captivates.