Lost in all the hoopla, celebration, agony, post-mortems of the World Series in the wake of the Cubs Victory… I still can’t believe no one has mentioned that *gasp*…
Aroldis Chapman Vultured the World Series!
Considering the use and abuse that Joe Maddon has inflicted on Chapman, it’s not a surprise that he has this postseason’s only vultures. (We covered the previous one) Everyone saw the game (and if you didn’t you have no soul and are hopeless) so I don’t need to recap every single pitch, just point out that every time after the third inning when Cleveland sniffed first base, Joe Maddon felt the need to come out and bring another pitcher. Even when the current one was dealing and mostly cruising.
Joe Maddon redefined the term “overmanaging” in this game. But he had the clubhouse in his pocket. Papa Joe had gotten them to the World Series so they were not about to revolt and protest his decisions. Even if Baez knew better than to try to bunt with a man on third, one out and two strikes on an infield playing in for GODS SAKE! It’s like Indiana Jones taking that fateful step in the Last Crusade over the magical bridge even when all of his senses were screaming that he was going to fall. The difference here of course is that Baez fell into the abyss instead of stepping on something solid like Jones.
Hendricks came out in favor of Lester despite a manageable pitch count and mostly keeping the Cleveland lineup in check. In turn, Lester came out in favor of Chapman despite the fact that he got into a rhythm, had a good handle on things and was working with a 3 run lead.
This time Joe went to the well just one time too many and Chapman immediately gave up an RBI double. We all know what happened next:
I’m fairly sure this is when Prof suffered a seizure and went into a coma. Most Cub fans probably felt like Westley in the Princess Bride when Humperdink set the machine to 50. Unlike previous postseason’s appearances the Cubs would overcome adversity and rise from the ashes of the blown save to give Aroldis the most important vulture of his career.