So here's the texts that I exchanged with my mom during last night's game. I had given up hope after watching the Dodgers bumble through five innings of thoroughly mediocre offense. Clayton Kershaw led off the inning with a single, and then Chone Figgins struck out looking. I was done.
But, ever the Dodgers fan, my mom (who was at the game) had a feeling something good was about to happen. I was skeptical.
She was right.