Wilmer Flores stood in the box as Clayton Kershaw began his delivery, rocking back, lifting his leg, and pausing, before hurling another nasty pitch toward the plate. Flores stood there, his bat on his shoulder, and watched three pitches zip by him for strikes. The third one, a belt-high fastball, caught the outer half of the zone and Flores just stood there, still in shock.
Kershaw strutted back to the dugout, as Flores dropped his bat, tossed his helmet, and fiddled with his gloves, standing in the box, processing what had just happened. The Mets often retreated to their dugout looking confused and frustrated.