⚾ WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE

- November 03, 2025

⚾ WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE

The Lord Must Really Love Me — Because He Gave Me This World Series

You know, I’m not moving too fast these days. Still healing from spine surgery, still learning to take it easy. The doctors said “no overdoing it,” so I’ve been grounded — sitting still more than I ever have in my life.

But the Lord has His way of making even the quiet days shine. And I’ve got to say this straight: He must really love me— because He gave me this World Series to watch.

And not just any Series. The greatest there’s ever been. The 2025 showdown between the Los Angeles Dodgers and the Toronto Blue Jays — seven games of pure theater, grit, grace, and glory.

🌅 The Opening Act — and the Couch-Sleeper Hero

It all started like something out of a movie. Toronto’s rookie Trey Yesavage — barely old enough to rent a car — pitched them to an 11–4 win. Then, enter Addison Barger: the kid who literally slept on a friend’s pullout couch and woke up to hit the first pinch-hit grand slam in World Series history.

I laughed out loud — then I just sat there, thinking how the Lord must love underdogs. Folks who come out of nowhere and shake the world awake.

🎯 The Javelin-Throwing Samurai

Then came Yoshinobu Yamamoto, the Dodger ace with the soul of a samurai and the arm of a prophet. The man throws javelins before games like David practicing for Goliath. Complete game after complete game. Every pitch, a prayer in motion.

And just when we thought we’d seen it all, he came back the very next night — after 96 pitches the day before — to finish Game 7. Two-and-two-thirds innings of fire and faith. Ninety-six yesterday, thirty-four today, all heart.

Some guys pitch baseballs. This guy pitched miracles.

🕓 Eighteen Innings of Madness

Game 3? Forget Red Bull — this one was pure adrenaline. Eighteen innings, six hours, thirty-nine minutes, and 609 pitches.

Ohtani reached base nine times. Nine! You could feel heaven smiling on him. Freddie Freeman finally ended it with his second walk-off homer in World Series history, but the real story was the spirit of it — men giving everything they had, inning after inning, for love of the game.

I felt it in my chest — that same burning that comes when truth hits you right in the heart.

💪 Vladdy vs. Shohei — A Clash for the Ages

Then came the heavyweight bout: Vladimir Guerrero Jr. versus Shohei Ohtani. One from the Dominican Republic (born in Canada), one from Japan — two sons of God who make the whole world believe again in excellence.

Vladdy’s two-run bomb off Shohei in Game 4 was pure poetry. That sound — that crack — echoed through eternity.

The Blue Jays fought like lions. They reminded us that baseball is beautiful when it’s simple: defense, friendship, faith, and joy.

🤯 A Ball Lodged in the Wall and a 7-4 Double Play

Game 6 ended with a comedy only heaven could script — a line drive literally wedged in the outfield wall. You can’t make this stuff up. Then Tyler Glasnow, who hadn’t relieved in seven years, came in and threw three pitches. Three. Pop-out, liner, double play.

If angels play baseball, that’s how they’d close.

🧢 Game 7 — The Masterpiece

And then came the masterpiece. Dodgers down 3-0. Ohtani running on fumes. Scherzer, the old lion, starting one last time.

Then Miguel Rojas — the No. 9 hitter, of all people — ties it in the ninth with a home run that sent Dodger Stadium into orbit. It was his first extra-base hit of the postseason!

Then, in the 11th, Will Smith (the baseball player, not the actor) launched the ball into legend. Dodgers win, 5-4. Yamamoto — on no rest — slammed the door, again.

It was more than a game. It was the story of faith, resilience, and friendship.

And I sat there, smiling, whispering, Thank You, Lord. Thank You for letting me see this.

💔 Tears and Brotherhood

After the dust settled, Blue Jays infielder Ernie Clement, who’d hit more than anyone this postseason, wrapped his arm around reporter Hazel Mae and said,

“We’re going to be OK.”

That right there — that’s why I love this game. Win or lose, faith still shows up. Grace still wins.

The Dodgers became a dynasty, but the Jays walked away as brothers. That’s kingdom stuff.