Our Hurdle, who art at Starbucks,
Hallowed be thy gum.
Thy hits will come as will the runs,
In St. Louis as it will against the dodgers.
Give us this game, our ace named Cole, and forgive us of losing home field advantage as we forgive yinzers being poor at chanting
But lead us not into getting behind in the count and deliver us to the NLCS
For thine is pitching, the power and the analytics department