This World Series was like a coin flipping in slow motion—odds recalculated by the universe after every pitch, every at bat, every inning. For seven games and extra innings the outcome was a shifting probability cloud, collapsing only in the final swing.
Now that it’s over, it will be reported as a certainty.
And that’s one of the problems we have with understanding history: we turn probabilities into fate, forgetting how narrowly could have been might have been a different history.
Tonight the LA Dodgers become the world champs, the first time ever that an American team clinched the World Series on foreign soil.
R World (Ron Davison muses aloud)
