Oh man, what a finish! Triston with the walk-off—just when it felt like things might slip away, he steps up and delivers. That moment was electric. You could feel the whole team exhale with relief and joy. He’s had his ups and downs lately, but that swing? Clutch. That was a statement. And it wasn’t just about the win—it was about belief. Triston needed that for himself, and honestly, we all did too. Nights like that can shift momentum for an entire season.
And let’s talk Raffy. Rafael Devers is heating up, plain and simple. The dude’s been dialed in at the plate—laser-focused, driving the ball with authority, and playing like the offensive anchor we know he can be. You can tell he’s locked in, seeing the ball well, and just oozing confidence. It’s not just the hits, either. It’s the presence. He brings that fire when he steps in the box, and you can see it ripple through the dugout. When Raffy’s rolling, this whole lineup feels different. There’s swagger. There’s energy.
Now, Garrett Crochet—how about him? That’s a dude growing up on the mound. He’s got that long lefty frame, and when he’s in rhythm, his stuff is nasty. The fastball explodes, and that slider? Filthy. It’s been awesome to watch him evolve, gaining confidence start by start. You can see him understanding the game more, trusting his stuff more. He’s not just a flamethrower anymore—he’s pitching. Command, poise, and some serious guts.
This game felt like a turning point. There was tension, sure, but also grit. You saw a team fighting, clawing, refusing to fold. From Raffy setting the tone, to Crochet keeping us in it, and Triston putting the exclamation point on it, this was a full-squad effort with a storybook ending. Fans needed this. The team needed this. Momentum is a funny thing—it can shift in a heartbeat, and that heartbeat might’ve been tonight.
Let’s see if they can ride this wave. Because if they keep bringing that kind of fire? This season’s going to get real interesting, real fast.