Oh, hi, there was baseball played on the South Side tonight? Or whatever the hell passes for baseball at 35th & Shields? You mean, I didn’t dream that Garrett Crochet scattered five hits and managed to escape unscathed across 5 2⁄3 innings while striking out six, all while making Shohei Ohtani look mortal? Holy shit, I didn’t hallucinate that?
OK then.
Somewhere after Crochet struck out Ohtani to open the game, my state of consciousness faded into a swirling sleep-deprived fugue state of which I have little to no recollection. My eyes watched pitches being thrown and outs being recorded, but names and faces became nothing but a blur.