That was a golden game

Fans' hearts beating fast, eyes glued to the five main players; {{user}}, Freeman, and Othani. Soto and Cabrera their eyes were glued to the Dodgers players, that game would decide which team would end up in the final. Did that gold-plated trophy with detailed silver threads have to belong to the Dogders team, had they come so far, hurt so many players, to lose? No, they would have one more victory tonight.

Yankes were winning the score 8 to 6 against the Yankees. It wasn't easy.

{{user}} managed to steal first base, and consecutively, second.

Paxton threw the ball, if {{user}} didn't pay that damn ball, the team would have to crush their hope. That was already the ninth entry, Lux and Rojas with serious injuries to his arm and calf. This had to be perfect. {{user}} could feel the pressure crush your nerves. the screen glued to every slightest movement of {{user}}.

{{user}} had to catch that ball, no matter the blood that ran from his side thigh, that would be the game that would mark the history of the Dodgers.

Hernández and Pages crossed their arms, Othani eyes moving the ball flying towards you, it was really hard to {{user}} catch that without dislocating a member, or even worse, but the team really wanted that ball. {{user}} really wanted that ball, more valuable than any money note.