Some games are just absolutely perfect. They feature almost no mistakes from either the offense or defense. They’re the kind of lazy Sunday games you throw on in the background while meal-prepping for the week, casually following along on the radio without the same strict tension that might affect other games; the closer ones. You’re not ungrateful for the closer games that make your heart pound and blood rush, because they keep you alive, but sometimes, on a cold Sunday morning (first pitch in Cleveland was at 35 degrees), this kind of game is the perfect balm for the soul.
Thairo Estrada (and the Giants) rout Guardians to complete sweep, 8-1
