The Dodgers are living in slop and there’s no end in sight. Nothing seems to faze them. Injuries, ownership change, a modest lineup, youngish bullpen, rebuilt rotation, solar eclipses. Doesn’t matter.
They just keep winning. Keep finding the bizarro way of the day to win. Ways that don’t always make sense.
Yet, as it continues to happen with regularity, you have to seriously consider that something special is going on.
Individually, they have maybe three outstanding players. Collectively, at the quarter mark of the season they are the best team in baseball.
That could all change tonight or next week or at the All-Star break. Or it could just keep rolling on, a team caught in its own force field of winning and continuing to plow over the bewildered.
The Dodgers are an almost stunning 29-13, best in baseball. They have a seven-game division lead.
Baseball followers scratch their heads and wonder what in the name of Jeff Hamilton is going on. Wait for the anticipated fall, for reality to come crashing down.