Rastall Ramblings: Winning Streak Cements 2025 Brewers in Franchise Lore

It feels almost trite to pump out yet another weekly column talking about the bonkers run of success the Milwaukee Brewers have recently been experiencing. What else can be said about what they’ve done in the last three months in general, but especially since the start of August?

Yet at the same time, it seems right to endlessly hammer on just how special this run has been. There are very few fanbases who have ever experienced a regular season run that can compare to this, and that’s something to cherish as much as possible while we can.

The magic of Bob Uecker? The power of friendship? Strong, fundamental baseball? A strict regimen of goat sacrifices? It’s anyone’s guess how they’re doing this.

No superlative feels too grandiose, no clichés too overwrought to describe this plucky bunch of Brewers and the magic they’ve conjured up. Just a few weeks after finishing one win short of the 12-game winning streak needed to unlock George Webb’s free burger giveaway, the Brewers somehow put together an even lengthier streak that leaves this 2025 team as the owners of the longest winning streak in franchise history at 14.

They surpassed the 1987 team and their 13-0 start to that season, featuring Juan Nieves’s no-hitter and Dave Sveum’s walk-off home run on Easter Sunday. I wasn’t even alive for that particular winning streak, yet I’ve heard so much about it over the course of my life that even I hold an appreciation for it.

We’ve just seen in real time a run that will be fondly remembered for decades to come, and future generations of Brewers fans will surely hear plenty of references to the magical summer of 2025.

Just stop and think about all the improbable moments, historic accomplishments and general dramatics that were put together during the course of 14 games: a club-record 56 hits in a sweep of the Nationals, Andrew Vaughn continuing to be Andrew Vaughn, Blake Perkins securing a 3-2 win over the Mets with a throw home from center for the final out, Isaac Collins hitting a walk-off homer to complete a sweep of those same Mets, tagging NL Cy Young favorite Paul Skenes for four runs in a win over the Pirates.

All of that only gets us to the series against the Reds, where they saved their best for last in the winning streak. 

In the series opener last Friday, Milwaukee quickly fell behind 8-1 in the first two innings before Christian Yelich and his Uecker-inspired bat hit two homers and came up a triple shy of his fourth career cycle against Cincinnati as the Brewers pulled out a wild 10-8 victory.

(I’d hate to take too much credit, but I will note that I pulled into the parking lot of the George Webb in Peshtigo in northeast Wisconsin just moments before Yelich hit an RBI double and Vaughn smacked a three-run homer to get that rally going.)

That win matched the 1987 team’s 13-game winning streak. They took the record for themselves on Saturday night by scoring the tying run in the ninth on an error (sidenote: every single time an opponent makes a mistake, I assume the Brewers will score at least a run or two off of it) and with Andruw Monasterio playing hero in the 11th with a three-run blast.

Even when the streak finally ended on Sunday, they nearly pulled one final rabbit out of their hats after William Contreras gave Milwaukee a 2-1 lead in the ninth with a two-run homer before the Reds eventually won in extra innings.

Maybe there are some cynical Brewers fans that don’t want to fully embrace this team out of fear of another postseason heartbreak waiting around the corner. You’ll hear some chirps from salty rival fans pointing out the fact that this franchise still is without a World Series.

All of that is a problem for October. Maybe this is the team to finally go where no Brewers team before them has. Maybe they’ll just be the latest to break our hearts come playoff time. Frankly, none of that matters right now. So much of being a sports fan is about enjoying the journey. And the journey this team has taken us on this summer is something we might never experience again.