Milwaukee's not exactly known for late-inning composure, and our guys have seen enough Midwest October baseball to know how to navigate American Family Field on a Tuesday.

I've seen Milwaukee's bullpen blow leads before, and I've seen us scratch out runs in ways that make other teams' front offices weep into their spreadsheets, so I'm taking the under on my own anxiety tonight.

Milwaukee's still got to play eight more innings of baseball in a ballpark that's seen us leave with plenty of souvenirs we didn't pay for.

We've won 11 titles playing baseball the right way and we're not losing to Milwaukee in the third inning to some organization that thinks consistent mediocrity is a business model.

Look, we've been down three runs in the fourth inning approximately seven thousand times since 1926 and found a way to win most of 'em, so I'm not worried about what Milwaukee thinks they're doing right now.

We've seen this movie before and it never ends well, but I'll check back in the ninth just to punish myself some more.

Look, the Brewers are about to learn what happens when you let a Cardinals team hang around long enough to remember how to play baseball in the sixth inning.

I've watched enough baseball to know that down three in the seventh against Milwaukee is exactly the kind of spot where you find out if your organization actually built something or just got lucky, and honestly, I'm still not sure which one we are tonight.

We've been down four in the eighth before and won because we know how to play baseball the right way, unlike some franchises I could mention.

The Cardinals are coming to Miller Park where our pitching is sharper than their payroll and that's usually enough.

Zero runs in the first inning against St. Louis is exactly how this movie starts before our pitching staff remembers it went to war while their lineup remembered it came to watch.

Three runs through two innings against the Cardinals is exactly the kind of efficient pitching-backed efficiency that lets us punch way above our weight class.

The Cardinals came to Miller Park to get punched in the mouth by a payroll half the size of theirs, and that's exactly what's happening.

Three runs through four innings against a Cardinals team that can't hit water if it fell out of a boat, and our pitching is doing what it does—this one's ours.

We've got the Cardinals in a headlock and our pitching is a boa constrictor that doesn't know how to let go.

We're up two in the sixth against the Cards at home and our pitching is filthy so unless I'm about to watch a classic Milwaukee sports heartbreak I'm already planning my sleep schedule around celebration

We're up three in the seventh against a team that's seen us pull this off a hundred times before, so naturally I'm already checking the weather forecast for tomorrow's makeup game.

We're up four with one inning left so naturally I'm assuming their cleanup hitter is about to hit a grand slam off our bullpen.