I was up to bat. In the 7th inning, I hit a double. Let's just hope I can got another double and get Seager home.

The pitcher throws the ball, but I didn't go for it because it was a ball. He throws the ball again and I hit it to left center field.

As I was running, I heard two people scream "Go Bellinger!"

It's nice to know that there were Dodgers fans in the Astros stadium.

I run to 2nd base, but dive as I see someone throw the ball. Seager made it home so the score was now 2 - 1.

Puig was up to bat. I could tell that he wanted to get a home run so that Turner and I could get home, but the pitcher struck him out.

There was an intentional walk, so Forsythe just walked to 1st base.

Now the bases were loaded and it was all up to Barnes. Now, if Barnes hits a home run, we could all make it home.

When he hit the ball it went to the other side of the park, but it was a foul so he didn't get a Grand Slam.

He hit the ball again but someone caught it, but Turner was able to make it home and I ran to 3rd base.

Pederson was up now. Even though throughout the whole game, he struck out, I had faith in him. He hit the ball and got a home run. I made it home, Forsythe made it home, and Pederson made it home.

The score was now 6 - 1 and there was no way that the Astros could catch up to us.

We won the the 4th game of the World Series. We were all so very happy that we beat the Astros. Now the series was ties 2 - 2.

"Hey, dude great game. Nice double." said Seager.

"Hey, you too." I said. "Hey, Pederson nice home run."

"Thanks dude." he said.

After all the news reporters interviewed us, we start to leave.

As I was heading to the parking lot, I accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry miss, I didn't mean to bump into you."

"Oh no, it's fine. I mean like of course someone was going to bu-" she started to say as she turned around. She was wearing a number 35 jersey, which is my jersey number. Her eyes grew wide like she knew exactly who I was.