Forty thousand six hundred and twenty-nine black-clad Pirates fans tromped home last night​, their summer’s screaming stilled and their thoughts fixed upon the San Francisco Giants’ lefty starter Madison Bumgarner, who had utterly ruined their autumn. Bumgarner threw a shutout, surrendering four singles, walking one batter, and striking out ten. The Giants won, 8–0. They will play against the Washington Nationals tomorrow to open their half of the National League Divisional Series. The Pirates won’t. End of story—or almost.

Madison Bumgarner. Madison Bumgarner. What can you do with anybody like that? All night long, Pittsburgh lay sleepless, sorting out the headline.

NAME GRABS OUR MIND.