I’m writing this on my phone because I’m traveling; I “watched” by Gameday and phone. This recap will not be the most verbose or detailed I’ve written, nor the most informed or the most accurate or the most good-est. But someone has to recap it, and I volunteered as tribute.

Charlie tapdanced through five innings, giving up two runs on three hits — well, honestly, the two runs were on another homer to Seager in the first inning, and frankly if we ever pitch to him in the first again, it’ll be too soon — and six (!) walks. Four in the first inning! That six-walk total was his most since June 9, 2018, and he needed 96 pitches to get five innings. As Marcus Stroman said:

Meanwhile, Walker Buehler just didn’t have it. The Braves hit into two twin killings in the first two innings, but they finally evened up the score and then some in the fourth, with RBI singles by Joc Pederson, Adam Duvall, and Dansby Swanson, and a bases-loaded walk by Rosario. But Freddie flew out with the bases still loaded to end the threat. (He was three for four with a walk. That was literally his only blemish on the evening. He’s fine.)

In the fifth, Albies singled and stole second, and scored on another Duvall RBI single, but the threat was prematurely ended by yet another double play. The Braves’ fifth run would be their last.

Morton didn’t pitch as deep as we could have wished, but with Buehler knocked out in the fourth, it was a battle of the bullpens. And as good as our guys have been lately, nothing is automatic. Minter and Matzek tossed two scoreless frames, then Luke Jackson gave up a three-run homer to Bellinger and every other comment on the blog was about Leyritz.

At the end of the day, the runs that Luke gave up in the eighth are the runs that Morton should’ve given up in the first. The offense did their job and the team nearly stole a third game from the team everyone in the world said would outclass us from the first game on. We’re still playing with house money. The national writers never thought we had a prayer; the Dodgers thought they had it sewed up the moment they rolled out of bed.

But I’m not a baseball fan, I’m a Braves fan. I don’t want a good series, I’d rather see us win ugly than lose pretty. The next bases-loaded walk we get, let’s get a based-loaded double.