Until Jake got pulled. Then it got quiet. Then it got tense, even mildly testy. Chatted up an old usher while waiting to reenter our section following a mid-Castro beer run, and he was all, "I bet Ronnie and Keith are going BONKERS right now." I didn't disagree. Only Keith, no Ronnie last night ... and not really. The thing was, they could see a dugout discussion with the trainer prior to JdG disappearing into the clubhouse. iow, it wasn't the usual handshakes/pat on the ass/"you're done" kind of transition so they knew, or at least suspected, that something else was up. ... and then, man, does the home crowd welcome Diaz these days. All games should start with Jake and end with "Narco"-- preferably while dancing with your amped-up kid (or a borrowed one)-- and silly, silly sliders/absurdly-fast high fastballs. Yeah, lost in all the pre-, during-, and post-game JdG drama, was how efficiently on point Diaz was, and for the most part has been all season. Coming in for a four-out save with just a one-run lead and inheriting maybe the league's fastest runner on 1st (whoops, now he's on 2nd), he closed it out facing (as it turned out) five hitters with a minimum of added angst. And not just any five hitters but 1 thru 5 in a tough lineup including two top stars in Tatis & Machado, plus three more than decent hitters Pham, Croenworth & Hosmer, all of whom qualify (at least in this era) as very tough-to-K guys. Hosmer, in particular, gave him a tough battle by fouling off some bastard pitches. The result was a quite tidy: five guys, four outs, two Ks, 16 pitches, two fair balls. All of which, btw, only partially makes up for what is a truly questionable haircut choice by our closer.