What a wild trip this World Series has been.
Remember a week and a half ago when the Houston Astros, baseball’s self-proclaimed smartest kids in the room, were self-immolating over a now-fired executive’s repugnant taunting of three female reporters? The subsequent schadenfreude when the feel-good Washington Nationals became the fifth visiting team since the advent of the DH in 1973 to win the first two games of the Fall Classic? The begrudging appreciation of a phenomenal Astros team that rebounded to win the next three games on the road?
The drama of Max Scherzer’s neck spasms, the symbolism of the heavy boos for U.S. President Donald Trump at Nationals Park, the viral-on-social-media exhibitionism to raise breast cancer awareness? Then, Stephen Strasburg’s dominance to force a decisive seventh game?