The Dodgers were not mashing the baseball, they were not lifting blasts over the Green Monster or hooking liners around Pesky’s Pole, but they were breathing in the fourth inning at Fenway Park on Wednesday night anyway. Instead, the National League’s home run leaders were relentlessly pecking at Boston Red Sox left-hander David Price. He was reeling. The pressure was on.
The sustained surge began with a couple of singles. A walk, a sacrifice fly and a two-out bloop single followed to produce two runs and the Dodgers’ first lead of the World Series.
Then the offense croaked in the chill.