Cody Bellinger sent a nuke to the moon... (and other baseball happenings.)

If there is one of the major sports that I don't love, it's the MLB. The game is slow, and the major clubs dominate every season because of the leagues nonexistent salary cap*. Everyone who's favorite sport is baseball is one of three things:

1)boring,

2) a fan of the Dodgers or Yankees,

or

3) over the age of 50.

There are two teams I HATE in baseball, the Yankees, and the Dodgers. Growing up a fan from another big market club in the Boston Red Sox, I have been taught to despise all major market teams (obviously, especially, the Yankees) because they will always be good cause their pocket runs the deepest. But how could I do it to Mookie like that? How could I hate the swaggiest player in the league just cause he got bought for all the money in baseball? As a Red Sock, Mookie Betts got me excited about baseball. I would watch 75% of Red Sox games when he was on our team. Now, I watch maybe 20% as I would rather be watching basketball, hockey, or football... (remember when we could watch any sport right when they all started to comeback?). Since Mookie has been on the Dodgers, he is a walking highlight reel.

All three of those catches came on back-to-back-to-back nights. It's easy to say that Mookie is one of the most exciting players in the league, and is worth every cent of $392 Million. The whole reason I wrote this blog was to tip the ole cap to Cody Bellinger, but I love Mookie Betts too much to not show these snags.

Since neither the Red Sox or the Rockies had any business happenings in the post season, I stopped watching baseball about a month ago when it was mathematically impossible for either of my teams to move forward. Waking up to seeing Cody Bellinger hit a nuke to the moon... was actually quite delightful. It looked like the Braves were going to give the Dodgers the ole gentlemans sweep and beat them in game 5, but I guess the Dodgers were hungrier than that, and pulled the reverse gentleman sweep starting in game 3.

Besides that ball leaving his bat at 99999999MPH, the pimp job was absolutely phenomenal. He watched that ball catch fire, get sent into orbit, and dropped is wand as if he had just cast a death spell amongst a God of the realm of Satan. Although I absolutely hate that a team from my division will be facing off with the second wealthiest team in baseball, tip of the cap to the pimp job that was Cody Bellingers nuke-ball in the bottom to the seventh, in game 7, of the NLCS.

*shout out the Tampa Bay Rays for being the 2nd lowest valued MLB team to be in the World Series.