PHILADELPHIA, PA - After Finder’s Sweeping Radar detected rumors of Aaron Nola potentially trading his red-striped Phillies jerseys and world-famous cheesesteak sandwiches for a blander uniform and likely sub-par city grub, our affluent ace has audaciously crumbled the trading mill. Nola, who we strongly suspect had grown tired of incessant chitchat over his prospective free agency and trade, decided to silence the chatter in style. Apparently, clinching three consecutive wins in intense postseason matchups seemed like the perfect way to do it. And nay, he didn't stop there. The game against Arizona was startlingly transformed into what can only be described as a languid Sunday park game of catch (albeit with the glaringly absent hot dogs and unsolicited advice from Uncle Bob), thanks to Nola's unparalleled pitching performance. He practically transformed the DBacks into Little Leaguers praying for a walk, while the Phillies offense acted like an unstoppable, merciless freight train. With a staggering postseason ERA of 0.96, Nola has posed a fundamental question - should we continue to fret over high stakes games and looming big trades when we could instead sit back and enjoy a relaxing game of catch? Can't there be a departure from the nail-biting, sweat-inducing anxiety games where we can just…chill? Nola's thrilling performance in Game 6 of the NL Championship Series was, in another reality, quite uneventful. Not because it lacked suspense, but simply because Nola handled it with such composure that made it seem like a breezy evening game in a Philly park - albeit one where a ticket might set you back a few hundred bucks. However, amid the cacophony of cheers and the triumphant smashing of Gatorade coolers, there was an unspoken question hanging in the air like an uncaught foul ball. Would this be the last time Nola, our priceless pearl in Phillies pinstripes, would grace the mound at Citizens Bank Park? Well, raising our voices over the raucously victorious Phillies fans, we’d resoundingly say - not if he keeps playing like he's simply having a stellar day at the park. Because with Nola's exceptional form, free agency feels less like a potential hurdle and more like a distant cousin of an issue, twice removed. As the ballpark hot dogs sizzle in anticipation of the World Series, we find in the Phillies' dugout not a troubled free agent, but a daredevil dreaming of a World Series parade down Broad Street. Now that sounds like more fun than anxiety-ridden trade talks. Aaron Nola, we say, keep playing catch!