Was this it? The game of the year, the game we’ll remember? Gausman v. Porcello, both starters going 8 innings. Gausman didn’t allow a run, Porcello just one, a home run to Mark Trumbo (of course, Trumbo). Adam Jones got all of a Porcello pitch in the 3rd that looked to clear the Green Monster with yards to spare, but a brutal inbound wind knocked it out of the sky like a snipe. Gausman hit 96 on his 109th pitch. Jonathan Schoop backhanded a tough chance that took a weird hop and rolled partway up his wrist, and still managed to somehow flip the ball into his hand, like David Bowie in Labyrinth, and get the runner at first. Schoop has the sweetest little “I made the play” smile in baseball, I think. Manny Machado tagged up from first on a very deep fly by Chris Davis; Mookie Betts’s astonishingly throw got to second base with Machado no more than 2/3 of the way there. He almost seemed to laugh at how out he was. Zach Britton (of course, Britton) came in for the bottom of the 9th. Battled with David Ortiz for 8 pitches, finally getting him to ground out to Chris Davis, who raced Ortiz, slow man versus slower man, to the bag. Slow man won. With two outs, Britton faced Hanley Ramirez, who swung three times, each time at a pitch farther removed from his person. Orioles 1, Red Sox 0. Nothing but must-win series from here onwards.