Lottie’s called last call while Game 3 rolled on last night. The place was packed with mostly Halloween revelers. I met my cousin Conor and his fiance Annie – both from Boston – up there around the 11th inning. Puig’s infield hit/Kinsler’s error in the 13th extended the action and prompted Conor to order another round of Jamo. Knowing Estelle’s isn’t ideal for baseball action, I hustled the handful of blocks home to catch the remainder of the game and Muncy’s magic. A game for the ages, as announcers would say. Suddenly, it’s a series again.