Baseball Review, Dodgers at Rockies (9/8/18)

Baseball Review, Dodgers at Rockies (9/8/18)

Golf is harder to watch in comparison.  Baseball has so much action going on at times while golf can seem to linger on infinitely until the end of time.  I guess this means golf is more eternal than baseball, so I’m pretty well spent on this stuff just from thinking about forced innocence and guilt made apparent by sports.  Funny how the Dodgers don’t stack up much against the Rockies this time; when regarding the future, a belief about their oncoming matches between blue and other colors, bleeding blue or glaring colors, comes in short bursts of amusement of which secretive thoughts rain in my head during the Colorado exhibition of fate, extinguished only by mortality among the aging leaders who dispel much on proof of physicality as moments to cherish burn over stillness and paralyzation.  Bring the audience to Colorado!  They’ll see for themselves how ticket numbers proceed on failures that happen to bring more feet to space than working hands.  Action doesn’t always involve magnitude due to unfortunate circumstances: odd bat swings, poor accuracy, random luck; with enough fate to happen on cue to passing moments through history I find Dodgers here at exquisiteness to boredom.  More or less energy drinks can give in to difference.  Here, at my house of whispers through my ears to the sands of time upon approach for freedom and anxiety, wishes melt into despair on how baseball players arrive at the scene of the crime where all thoughts matter on dispute unless proven prejudice along misguiding conduct.  Exact numbers ring in my head- 2 to 4.  How do we perform so little under complete understanding for what we’re worth as baseball players or those who used to hit the plate?  Sensing may not end up believing.  Worthiness isn’t totally pinpointed anything because risks must be endured for at a sport’s game across the board into no man’s land at peace with viewers who understand energy, severity, and increasing right.  Lots of awkwardness defines this game I’m reconciling on although the Rockies hit a big slammer into the extended crowd of roars, particular to noise and accidental vanity.  The future isn’t really that predictable and the Dodgers are stretching out more for what possibly is the ultimate showdown on reason towards championship, like ashes to dust apart from sanity and confusion visualized in natural chaos kindled under tension.  

https://www.foxsports.com/mlb/story/freeland-lifts-rockies-over-dodgers-in-battle-for-1st-place-090918