The last guy Cole Hamels faced was Yasmani Grandal.
Hamels had thrown just over 100 pitches, and he was just so... pro.
He threw 3 pitches, each out of the zone, trying to get Grandal to fish.
So it was 3-0 and you could just see Hamels go, "Okay, come and get it."
He threw 6 consecutive strikes that ended with a weak grounder for out #18.
It was SUCH a great performance from a great veteran pitcher and EXACTLY what the Cubs needed.
Of course, it took a couple innings for his mojo to arrive.
Lorenzo Cain started the game off with his first homer of 2019 and a tiny Lou Piniella popped up on your shoulder to whisper in your ear: "Well, what can you do, fellas?"
But then the other really great part of the evening happened in the form of wooden baseball bats owned by the Cubs.
This young Brewer pitcher, Corbin Burnes... he got 7 wins vs no losses as a reliever last year.
In his entire young Big League Life, he'd never had to eat defeat.
So it was important that the Cubs put this guy down.
Which they did.
Jason Heyward - he had what had to be his best day at the plate as a Cub.
2 homers, 2 stolen bases, 3 hits, 2 walks, 3 runs scored, 3 knocked in... he was AMAZING!
So he starts off with one of his homers that also scores Schwarber.
In the 5th, Victor Caratini, the guy who's not supposed to really have any power, he hit a 2-run homer to put the Cubs up for good.
And really everybody hit except Kris Bryant.
It was 7-2 when Ryan Braun hit his 3-run homer off just-brought-up reliever Kyle Ryan.
But in the 8th, the bats just did a beat down and at the end of the inning it was 14 to 5.
And the team that, the day before, was 1-5 but had scored an average of almost 8 runs a game... that team finally won their second game.
You and I let out that breath we'd been holding for what seemed like a month, and all is right in the world again.
(Okay at least it's a leg up and out of the hole.)
And today we're all thinking well, if we can take 2 in Milwaukee... that ain't bad at all.
Oh yeah... Corbin Burnes.
He woke up this morning, rolled over and looked on the floor at the puddle of Loss he gagged up last night.
Get used to that taste, bud.