Friday night, Oracle Park was far from the intimidating cave it may have once been in the SF-LA rivalry.
When the Dodgers from the south, along with their legion of supporters, arrived at the den of these Giants, their faces did not drain of color. They did not breathe dank air, nor pick their way through bones, the scraps of other intruders, as they tentatively descended into the darkness, dreading the fight that was soon to come.
No, when LA comes to the town, they arrive as the conquering army.
Oracle Park is not hostile territory, but Dodger Stadium North. A team-owned retreat center, a spa center. Friday night’s game, the first of the final season series, felt, in tone, less like a contest for the Dodgers, and more of an opportunity to reset, relax, tinker a bit, and tune-up before a deep play-off run.
Dave Roberts’s line-up on Friday looked like the October line-up we’re all waaaaaayyyy too familiar with now. Shohei Ohtani was back at the top. Andy Pages was running down line drives in center field. Enrique Hernández, somehow, still out there, still patrolling some section of the diamond. And then there was Tarik Skubal on the mound. Reigning Cy Young, newest toy, ready to fulfill his sole purpose in a Dodger uniform: win in the postseason.
LA’s lead stayed at just two runs for the vast majority of the game, but there was never any measurable threat to it considering the Giants batting order isn’t much of a gauntlet, and Tarik Skubal is very good at pitching. The lefty needed just 75 pitches to complete 7 innings of work. He allowed just three singles. 13 Giant hitters were fed into the Skubal woodchipper between Bandura’s 3rd inning single and Davidson’s two-out, end of the bat nubber in the 7th. He didn’t just strike out 10, he blew them away, scattering as easily as leaves in an autumnal breeze.
Against the San Francisco Giant Flying Squirrels, this was a time to re-sharpen and embolden. Skubal went back-to-basics, ensuring the foundation of his arsenal was solid, the essential tools in working order. The scrape of a blade across a leather strop could be heard as he pitched. He upped his 4-seamer usage to 48% and just went right at the hitter. 21 of the 23 batters he faced saw a first pitch strike. Nothing he threw was errant. Anything out of the zone, tastefully and intentionally placed. He generated 21 whiffs in all, with both his fastball and change-up earning a 50% swing-and-miss rate. Skubal could’ve gone 9. Given how little stress he experienced, he probably could’ve pitched through the 11th or 12th — but that wasn’t needed. This was just a run-through, a dress rehearsal. Skubal walked off the stage for Roki Sasaki in the 8th, then Tanner Scott in the 9th — one iteration of many bullpen looks LA could show off in the coming weeks.
The game breezed by in under two hours. No pitcher broke a sweat. There were 10 total hits, and three of those hits turned into outs by outfield assists trying to stretch singles into doubles. Very little traffic on the basepaths for arms to navigate. The first time two consecutive batters for either team reached base and stayed there wasn’t until the top of the 9th. All the runs scored in the 2nd: a pair of solo shots courtesy of Teoscar Hernández and Andy Pages in the 2nd inning. Both pounced on location mistakes by Giants starter, Yunior Marte, whose loopy pitch shapes can be devastating when dropping out of the zone,
and so very, very enticing when left up out over the plate.
Marte, the losing pitcher, still continued to show some levels of promise. Command of the splitter was mercurial at the start, but once he got some command of it(see Ohtani flail above), it helped prevent opposing hitters from ambushing his 4-seamer. Rather than focus on the outcome too, Marte celebrated the little victories. He pitched five complete, and struck out 4 while walking just one batter (his lowest game total in 5 starts). Mookie Betts knocked three hits off of Marte’s servings last Saturday, but after a 1st inning walk, coaxed two ground outs. He beamed, pumping his fist, as his fastball on the outside edge was overturned for a strike-3 against Ohtani to start the game.
After winning four of their first five games, the Giants have now lost six straight to the Dodgers. If the weekend continues as it has been, they’ll have a chance to tie the California-era streak of 8 on Sunday. The longest losing streak to the Dodgers in club history (limited to one season) is 10 games, back in 1953. 10 is also the Giants longest winning streak against the Dodgers. They achieved this twice (said under breath in 1938 and 1905), so…you know…that’s something.
