If you want wax in the form of screenwriter’s gold, check out Bill Conlin, who now digs into the 1940s and 50s for movie metaphors — something I appreciate as a film graduate. He spins a nice yarn about Hamels’ big victory.
But metaphors aside, this was about grinding it out and getting the job done. Hamels got beat — nay, pulverized — by Manny Ramirez in the first inning. Matt Kemp took him for a double a bit later. But the kid held it together, and kept it a two-run game, the kind of deficit the offense can make up without a sweat. Hamels:
“The way the team’s been playing. I had confidence (in the offense) and knew that even if I do put them down early, we’ll come back.”
Once Hamels got the lead, he was unstoppable. His fastball was crisp. His changeup was heart-stopping. He had swagger. They say the first inning is the best time to jump on a pitcher — Ramirez showed that. And once Hamels got in a groove, there was almost nothing Los Angeles could do to beat him. He went from grinding to dominant in a matter of innings. That’s why he’s the ace.