Monday night was the 144th game of the season for the San Francisco Giants, and at no point this year have I been more curious to see what the vibes would be. The vibes were atrocious through the summer as the Giants inexplicably became the worst team in baseball, seemingly incapable of doing anything well on the diamond. The vibes were impeccable through the end of August and start of September, when they were shockingly the best team in baseball, rattled off 11 wins in 12 games, and emerged on the periphery of the postseason race behind a historic cascade of dingers.
And then came the weekend. The Giants took a 2-0 lead into the ninth inning on Saturday, but lost. They stumbled on Sunday, not looking sharp in a one-run loss. Paired with some losses by the free-falling New York Mets, and