On a sun-splashed afternoon in Chavez Ravine, where baseball’s past whispers through the palm trees and the ghosts of greatness still linger in the dugouts, Max Muncy delivered a performance worthy of Dodgers lore. His two home runs and seven runs batted in didn’t just lift Los Angeles to a commanding 13-7 victory over the Washington Nationals—they etched his name alongside some of the game’s most prodigious power hitters.

For Muncy, this wasn’t merely a good day at the plate. It was historic. Twenty-two days after torching the Yankees for seven RBI, he repeated the act against Washington, becoming the first player since Pittsburgh’s Ralph Kiner in 1951 to notch two games with seven or more RBI within such a short span. It’s the kind of stat that sneaks up on you, much like Muncy himself—a slugger often overlooked until the swing connects and the scoreboard tilts in his favor.

What makes the feat all the more compelling is how far Muncy has climbed to reach this moment. For much of the season’s first two months, his batting average languished near the Mendoza Line. The swing looked sluggish, the timing elusive. But baseball, ever a game of patience and persistence, eventually rewards those who grind. And now, with his average up to .242, his power stroke rediscovered, and his confidence visibly blooming, Muncy is again the force the Dodgers have long counted on.

The Nationals, to their credit, struck first, riding Nathaniel Lowe’s three-run shot and a spirited start from Michael Soroka, who carried a no-hitter into the fifth and struck out a career-high ten. But baseball is never won in innings five and six—it’s decided when opportunity meets execution. And with a grand slam in the sixth and another three-run homer later, Muncy reminded Washington how quickly a game can shift beneath their feet in this ballpark.

Of course, Muncy wasn’t alone. Shohei Ohtani, baseball’s one-man marvel, dazzled again—his bases-clearing triple and eighth-inning homer pouring fuel on a fire the Nationals simply couldn’t contain. But on this day, the headline belonged to Muncy. His seven RBI weren’t just a statistical oddity. They were a declaration that, after a frustrating start, his swing—and perhaps the Dodgers’ destiny—has found its rhythm.

​​For the Dodgers, now winners of seven of their last nine, the message is clear: when their lineup clicks, they are a relentless, unapologetic juggernaut. And as long as Max Muncy’s bat stays hot, Los Angeles remains not just dangerous—but historic.