Joel Hanrahan came into the ninth and did gave up three runs.
Anyway...
It's the last of the ninth, Dukes at the plate with two on. Zimmerman is like 0-16. Not cool, however Nick Johnson is around 40 for his last 20. I know that's not possible, but the guy is just a machine. The sun came out of the clouds for the first time tonight-actually first time ever. Just to see...
Dukes fly to center. Two of three from the Yanks alongside two of three from Toronto. Not bad, I guess. Next week, I'm attending all three Sox games as a fan, so I won't much be blogging-well, maybe a story or two. It's been good
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Church of Baseball Top 8, 6-2, 1 Out
Hot Barajas at the plate, Kippy Wells at the mound.
So every game they do a "Random Act of Red." If they do it every game, why do they call it "Random?"
Russ Adams, the pinch-hitter just lost his bat about a hundred and twenty feet towards the Rain tarp. Best thing I've seen all day.
So every game they do a "Random Act of Red." If they do it every game, why do they call it "Random?"
Russ Adams, the pinch-hitter just lost his bat about a hundred and twenty feet towards the Rain tarp. Best thing I've seen all day.
Church of Baseball Bot 2, 5-0, 0 Outs
Well, they got five, but we got Wee Willie Harris with a double to move the Attorney General to third-now we just need our next three outs-er-Batters to do it: Josh Bard, Sharion Martis and (getting better) Christ Guzman.
2-1 to Bard
Full to bard...
What?! He comes through! 2-run single, bounced off Aaron Hill's glove
Sharion Martis drops a sac to move Josh over. One out. Nice.
Guz strikes out.
Nick Johnson's walk-out song tonight instead of "My Bobby's goin' Broadway" is "Sexyback." I'm sorry nick, I love you, but you're not responsible for bringing Sexy back. If anything, the song should be OnBaseBack. That's what you bring. Back.
Not this time. Nick grounds to third. Maybe later.
2-1 to Bard
Full to bard...
What?! He comes through! 2-run single, bounced off Aaron Hill's glove
Sharion Martis drops a sac to move Josh over. One out. Nice.
Guz strikes out.
Nick Johnson's walk-out song tonight instead of "My Bobby's goin' Broadway" is "Sexyback." I'm sorry nick, I love you, but you're not responsible for bringing Sexy back. If anything, the song should be OnBaseBack. That's what you bring. Back.
Not this time. Nick grounds to third. Maybe later.
Church of Baseball Top 1, 0-0, 2 Outs
Well, I' back.
Toronto at Washington for the last of the three games.
Wells at second, Rolen at first with two outs. Not much to report. Last night was amazing. Had a long conversation about the merits of Willie Harris earlier. WTOP Sports Guru Craig Heist said he's a great interview at all points.
Adam Lind draws a walk, loading the bases on Martis. Alex Rios at the plate, who's a threat.
Threat comes through with a 2-run double. Lyle Overbait gets a single, scoring two more.
Ugh.
All four runs scored with two outs.
Rod Barajas flies to Dunn.
It's either going to be a battle, or you just read all the scoring for this game. Either way, it's still baseball.
Toronto at Washington for the last of the three games.
Wells at second, Rolen at first with two outs. Not much to report. Last night was amazing. Had a long conversation about the merits of Willie Harris earlier. WTOP Sports Guru Craig Heist said he's a great interview at all points.
Adam Lind draws a walk, loading the bases on Martis. Alex Rios at the plate, who's a threat.
Threat comes through with a 2-run double. Lyle Overbait gets a single, scoring two more.
Ugh.
All four runs scored with two outs.
Rod Barajas flies to Dunn.
It's either going to be a battle, or you just read all the scoring for this game. Either way, it's still baseball.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 12th, 3-3, none out.
The Attorney General got on with a single to center, and Willie's up with no outs.
2-1, Scott Richmond the starter pitching.
Swinging strike, 2-2
I guess Tavarez showed some Luis Tiant-action to strike out Polo Scutaro. Nice to hear that from Dave Jaegler, the Nats' broadcaster.
Inside pitch-out, if that's a thing, 3-2 to Wee Willie
Please, Willie, Please?!
Willie with a shot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walk-off home run for Willie Harris!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh man That's the best ever.
I told you everyone loves Willie Harris!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a great shot. Oh man, I love baseball.
Nationals four in a row!!!!!!!
2-1, Scott Richmond the starter pitching.
Swinging strike, 2-2
I guess Tavarez showed some Luis Tiant-action to strike out Polo Scutaro. Nice to hear that from Dave Jaegler, the Nats' broadcaster.
Inside pitch-out, if that's a thing, 3-2 to Wee Willie
Please, Willie, Please?!
Willie with a shot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Walk-off home run for Willie Harris!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh man That's the best ever.
I told you everyone loves Willie Harris!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a great shot. Oh man, I love baseball.
Nationals four in a row!!!!!!!
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 11th, 3-3, none out.
We get one short half-inning, followed by one excruciating inning-no runs, but two on, and Jesus Colome got injured or something and split. We had to bring Julian out to make it all better. Fly to center after a few baserunners.
Here's Ryan Zimmerman to lead off the inning. He's 0-4 today. He's due.
Seeing strike, 0-1
Ball, 1-1
Seeing strike, 1-2
Let's do it Ryan.
Way outside, 2-2
Jolome with a quad strain, day-to-day
Seeing Strikeout. He was half-way in the dugout when the Ump(s) called it.
Dunn. Please make your name happen.
Inside, 0-1
It was effing-warning track. We thought he had it, but seeing Joe "Joe" Inglett back up, we knew it was over. Chris and I nearly held each other hoping that was the hit.
Dukes, 1-1
Swinging strike, 1-2
Shot down the third baseline...easy play for Specimen Scott Rolen.
And then there were twelve.
Here's Ryan Zimmerman to lead off the inning. He's 0-4 today. He's due.
Seeing strike, 0-1
Ball, 1-1
Seeing strike, 1-2
Let's do it Ryan.
Way outside, 2-2
Jolome with a quad strain, day-to-day
Seeing Strikeout. He was half-way in the dugout when the Ump(s) called it.
Dunn. Please make your name happen.
Inside, 0-1
It was effing-warning track. We thought he had it, but seeing Joe "Joe" Inglett back up, we knew it was over. Chris and I nearly held each other hoping that was the hit.
Dukes, 1-1
Swinging strike, 1-2
Shot down the third baseline...easy play for Specimen Scott Rolen.
And then there were twelve.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 10th, 3-3, one out.
Kearns dribbles for an out in place of MikeyMac, who pitched so well.
Guzman grounds to first.
First pitch, inside to Nick J, 1-0
Strike outside, 1-1
Dribbles to the pitcher for the third out. That inning was probably seven pitches long.
More people leaving.
Guzman grounds to first.
First pitch, inside to Nick J, 1-0
Strike outside, 1-1
Dribbles to the pitcher for the third out. That inning was probably seven pitches long.
More people leaving.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 9th, 3-3, none out.
Adam Dunn strides to the plate. There is alot of crowd left in this ballpark, which is great. The lefty is facing Shaun Camp, a righty.
Way outside for 1-0
Outside, 2-0
Strike, 2-1
Foul, 2-2. They're playing weird, surreal country music. No one's standing.
Outside, full count.
Stand!!
Just cheering.
Foul, still 3-2
Way outside for a seeing strike-out. What nonsense.
Dukes at the plate
Foul. Man, he wants this walk-off
Swinging strike, 0-2
Swinging Strikeout. Ugh.
2 outs. The Attorney General sets up at the plate.
Single off the first pitch!
Willie!!!!!!!!!!! Wee Willie Harris comes to the plate. C'mon Sir!
Outside, Ball 1. That was closer to the plate than the pitch Dunn struck out on.
Ball. 2-0
Ball. 3-0
Brett Schweinberg calls. Sorry buddy, gotta call back.
C'mon!
Highest, deceptive foul. He's got the power.
3-1
Walk! Two on for Wil Nieves. Not even a home run he needs.
Wil's a lefty, the matchup is here
Seeing strike. 0-1
Inside but somehow also a strike, 0-2. I think the Umps get paid by the hour.
Back to the mound for the third out.
Someone just screamed, really, really loudly.
The Nats are 1-8 in extra innings. That's my least favorite product of a stat ever.
Alot of folks leaving, but there's alot more who are sticking. That's nice.
See you in extra.
Way outside for 1-0
Outside, 2-0
Strike, 2-1
Foul, 2-2. They're playing weird, surreal country music. No one's standing.
Outside, full count.
Stand!!
Just cheering.
Foul, still 3-2
Way outside for a seeing strike-out. What nonsense.
Dukes at the plate
Foul. Man, he wants this walk-off
Swinging strike, 0-2
Swinging Strikeout. Ugh.
2 outs. The Attorney General sets up at the plate.
Single off the first pitch!
Willie!!!!!!!!!!! Wee Willie Harris comes to the plate. C'mon Sir!
Outside, Ball 1. That was closer to the plate than the pitch Dunn struck out on.
Ball. 2-0
Ball. 3-0
Brett Schweinberg calls. Sorry buddy, gotta call back.
C'mon!
Highest, deceptive foul. He's got the power.
3-1
Walk! Two on for Wil Nieves. Not even a home run he needs.
Wil's a lefty, the matchup is here
Seeing strike. 0-1
Inside but somehow also a strike, 0-2. I think the Umps get paid by the hour.
Back to the mound for the third out.
Someone just screamed, really, really loudly.
The Nats are 1-8 in extra innings. That's my least favorite product of a stat ever.
Alot of folks leaving, but there's alot more who are sticking. That's nice.
See you in extra.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 8th, 3-3, two out.
Kip Wells got the hook for Joel Hanrahan, who, with his second pitch gave up the lead by Specimen Scott Rolen's single to score Polo Scutaro-not cool.
Went to grab a smoke; the Nats radio broadcast played "Stay With Me" by the Faces going into the commercial. Yep.
Zimmerman just flew out to center to end the bottom of the eighth with a man on third. We could see a little Adam Dunn walk-off action. That would be nice, but that also means MikeyMac has to shut down the Jays for the eighth.
Went to grab a smoke; the Nats radio broadcast played "Stay With Me" by the Faces going into the commercial. Yep.
Zimmerman just flew out to center to end the bottom of the eighth with a man on third. We could see a little Adam Dunn walk-off action. That would be nice, but that also means MikeyMac has to shut down the Jays for the eighth.
Saturday Night Fevah. Top 8th, 3-1 Nats, none out.
Detwiler gives up a walk to the pinch hitter, Jose Bautista (are there like fifteen "Jose Bautista"'s or one guy who's on every team ever?), then gets a massive Standing-O on his way out. Seven innings, one run, six hits, four strikeouts? Something like that.
Sac bunt from Polo Scutaro moves the Bautista over, one out.
Ball to Scott Rolen. Watched him in BP. He's awesome. He's a baseball specimen.
Who singles to left to get an RBI, advances to second on throw home.
C'mon Kip, don't let us down.
Sac bunt from Polo Scutaro moves the Bautista over, one out.
Ball to Scott Rolen. Watched him in BP. He's awesome. He's a baseball specimen.
Who singles to left to get an RBI, advances to second on throw home.
C'mon Kip, don't let us down.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 7th, 3-1 Nats, none out.
Wow, the Nats Doin' Work.
The Attorney General leads off with a single, and now Willie Harris at the plate. I actually hear a "Let's Go Willie" chant. I would like to also take this time to profess my love for Willie Harris. He's the Robert Horry of baseball-Willie has at least one ring, but he's a traveler-a utility man with a backpack who just excels at being that guy, go-to for every position and everyone loves him.
2-2 to Willie.
Anyway, I have to say there's a massive crowd here tonight. It's inspiring to see people in every section of your ballpark, no question.
Willie GIDPs. Wrong time to profess my love-no matter, I still love him.
Nieves grounds to second. Inning over. No Matter!
Oh, question I made to Brad earlier: when people are staring-gazing into the scoreboard, then suddenly they're on it, it always takes at least two or three seconds for these people to recognize themselves. At least two or three seconds! Why is this?! I have my own answer.
The Attorney General leads off with a single, and now Willie Harris at the plate. I actually hear a "Let's Go Willie" chant. I would like to also take this time to profess my love for Willie Harris. He's the Robert Horry of baseball-Willie has at least one ring, but he's a traveler-a utility man with a backpack who just excels at being that guy, go-to for every position and everyone loves him.
2-2 to Willie.
Anyway, I have to say there's a massive crowd here tonight. It's inspiring to see people in every section of your ballpark, no question.
Willie GIDPs. Wrong time to profess my love-no matter, I still love him.
Nieves grounds to second. Inning over. No Matter!
Oh, question I made to Brad earlier: when people are staring-gazing into the scoreboard, then suddenly they're on it, it always takes at least two or three seconds for these people to recognize themselves. At least two or three seconds! Why is this?! I have my own answer.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 5th, 1-0 Nats, two out.
Wil Nieves with a Sac Fly!
Wee Willie Harris made a terrific catch at center in the top of the inning, then took second with a double in the bottom-stole third and Nieves brought him home.
Detwiler strikes out to end the inning, but no mattah, we're doing it.
Nats Tee-shirt Toss. People are dying.
From the pregame: I went to the bathroom to, you know, do some shopping, and they're airing the pregame foils of Clint, the face of "NatsPack..."
Vernon Wells with a home run. Damnit.
Anyway, back to Clint. His series of questions to give something away were all math-bent, I heard the last two:
"If you square pi, who's jersey number does that come closest to without going over?"
"If [player 1] is driving from DC to Baltimore at 60 mph, and [player 2] is driving from Baltimore to DC at 70 mph, what number jersey does Elijah Dukes wear."
I didn't even bother going shopping. I just ran-ran like the wind.
But hey, here's something: Guzman doubles, Johnson doubles, sets the franchise consecutive times on base per plate appearance, Zimm and Dunn do nothing, and then Elijah Dukes doubles Johnson home and gets thrown out trying to stretch the triple to end the inning. Whatev. He did his job and we're winning, 3-1 now.
Yahtzee.
Wee Willie Harris made a terrific catch at center in the top of the inning, then took second with a double in the bottom-stole third and Nieves brought him home.
Detwiler strikes out to end the inning, but no mattah, we're doing it.
Nats Tee-shirt Toss. People are dying.
From the pregame: I went to the bathroom to, you know, do some shopping, and they're airing the pregame foils of Clint, the face of "NatsPack..."
Vernon Wells with a home run. Damnit.
Anyway, back to Clint. His series of questions to give something away were all math-bent, I heard the last two:
"If you square pi, who's jersey number does that come closest to without going over?"
"If [player 1] is driving from DC to Baltimore at 60 mph, and [player 2] is driving from Baltimore to DC at 70 mph, what number jersey does Elijah Dukes wear."
I didn't even bother going shopping. I just ran-ran like the wind.
But hey, here's something: Guzman doubles, Johnson doubles, sets the franchise consecutive times on base per plate appearance, Zimm and Dunn do nothing, and then Elijah Dukes doubles Johnson home and gets thrown out trying to stretch the triple to end the inning. Whatev. He did his job and we're winning, 3-1 now.
Yahtzee.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 4th, 0-0, none out.
Johnson just got a hit, setting a Expos/Nats record with reaching base in 9 consecutive plate appearances. This was celebrated to the fans by playing "Umbrella" when Zimmerman got to the plate. Poor, balding Johnson. Everybody loves you.
Nats do nothing to move him home except Dukes making him the force-out to end the inning.
Nats do nothing to move him home except Dukes making him the force-out to end the inning.
Sa
What?! The Umps are on the field!!!!! They're umping the President's race?! George, Tom, Tom, George, Tom wins!!!!!!
Teddy looks deflated. That man created Yellowstone Park, and yet he can't win a footrace against an aged general with wooden teeth, the most raging libido to ever serve (so to speak) as president and a president who, admittedly, is probably a little aerodynamic with that big hole...nevermind.
Sic Semper Tyrannis!
Teddy looks deflated. That man created Yellowstone Park, and yet he can't win a footrace against an aged general with wooden teeth, the most raging libido to ever serve (so to speak) as president and a president who, admittedly, is probably a little aerodynamic with that big hole...nevermind.
Sic Semper Tyrannis!
Saturd-FORGET EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!
A few weeks ago, my old best friend from military school, Mikey Cushmac told me about these two guys behind home plate at a Toronto game. They guys were both dressed up as Umpires, and would mimic every call made by the game ump.
Well? They're here!
I don't even know what's going on with the game anymore, and yet I know that someone fouled, like, three times in a row. If you can, you must tune in to this game. It's amazing now.
Well? They're here!
I don't even know what's going on with the game anymore, and yet I know that someone fouled, like, three times in a row. If you can, you must tune in to this game. It's amazing now.
Saturday Night Fevah. Bot. 1st, 0-0, none out.
Nick Johnson just drew a walk to put two on.
This is kind of funny: I'm scoring the game, and Christ Guzman gets on with an infield single. So I'm scoring it on my sheet, and I write "INS" I erased it, quickly.
I love you Christ Guzman.
Even better, Chris, a fellow intern yelled "safe!" and threw out his arms when Guz made it. Everyone in the Press Box heard and saw. Classic.
Zimmerman GIDPs. Damnit. Dunn's coming up, our first walk-off hero of the season...a third of the way into the season. Guzman's on third, none on first and second. I expect a grand slam. Nothing less.
Flies out to Left. Nevermind.
This is kind of funny: I'm scoring the game, and Christ Guzman gets on with an infield single. So I'm scoring it on my sheet, and I write "INS" I erased it, quickly.
I love you Christ Guzman.
Even better, Chris, a fellow intern yelled "safe!" and threw out his arms when Guz made it. Everyone in the Press Box heard and saw. Classic.
Zimmerman GIDPs. Damnit. Dunn's coming up, our first walk-off hero of the season...a third of the way into the season. Guzman's on third, none on first and second. I expect a grand slam. Nothing less.
Flies out to Left. Nevermind.
Saturday Night Fevah. Top 1, 0-0, one out.
Man alive, I thought I was going to die last time I was typing. Alas, I made it.
Walk to Aaron Hill.
Either way, I never thought I'd type this, but the Nats are on a three-game win streak, entering tonight and look like a fine little team. All of the starters have done exceptionally well, considering the youth and inexperience that they have.
I wish I got to see new Yankee Stadium; Brad said it was exceptional.
Vernon Wells strikes out.
Scott Rolen flies out to end it. Aye!
Well, hopefully more to come.
It's actually blogger day at Nats park, so they opened up the little, special, off-center Press Box for all the Nats blogs that don't have discouraging names, ie: Yes to "Let Teddy Win," no to "Fire Jim Bowden." Good times.
Walk to Aaron Hill.
Either way, I never thought I'd type this, but the Nats are on a three-game win streak, entering tonight and look like a fine little team. All of the starters have done exceptionally well, considering the youth and inexperience that they have.
I wish I got to see new Yankee Stadium; Brad said it was exceptional.
Vernon Wells strikes out.
Scott Rolen flies out to end it. Aye!
Well, hopefully more to come.
It's actually blogger day at Nats park, so they opened up the little, special, off-center Press Box for all the Nats blogs that don't have discouraging names, ie: Yes to "Let Teddy Win," no to "Fire Jim Bowden." Good times.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Hello Mr. Thursday Bot 3, 1-0 Reds
Yeah, I got nothin'. Zimm at the plate with Jewish Guzman at second and one out by the Atty. Gen. I'm going to split, end of this inning. Just got nothin.
Hello Mr. Thursday Bot 2, 1-0 Reds
I am death. Bergman's vision with sideburns and flop sweat. The last moment in slumber I had was 5:59 am, Wednesday morning. It's so bizarre. If I sit still for a moment, I begin to fall into a trance of slumber, gripping me, forcing me to succumb. Austin Kearns just took a walk, and this I see a billion balloons lifting the stadium off the ground and moving it to South America.
IN 3D!!
IN 3D!!
Friday, June 5, 2009
Friday with the Mets, Top of the Tenth, Mets 3-1
Hanrahan gave up a two-run double to David Wright.
Two outs with a Met on third. Ugh, there's nothing more to say, as Santos flies out and it's time for the Nats' at-bat
Nationals' extra-innings record going into the last inning: 0-6. Here comes K-Rod. See you next week.
Two outs with a Met on third. Ugh, there's nothing more to say, as Santos flies out and it's time for the Nats' at-bat
Nationals' extra-innings record going into the last inning: 0-6. Here comes K-Rod. See you next week.
Friday with the Mets, Seventh-inning stretch, 1-up
20,353 is the attendance.
Sheffield is at the plate. I've never been so transfized on a hitter in this park.
Sheff struck out at the hand of Mike Macdougal.
Sheff swings like a real baseball player. I heard someone refer to Mark McGuire's swing as a "ta-da" motion, where it's just a boom from his front arm, and his back arm doesn't even carry through the swing. Sheff swings like a ballplayer-everything's in the motion. He reminds me of Reggie Jackson.
Seventh inning stretch time.
Replaced Praying Martis with Jason Bergmann, Ron Villone, then Mike Macdougal. that's alot of pitchers for an inning, but the Metties didn't score! Crazy!
This is a game. This is what baseball feels like; it's all coming back, if only for the evening.
Sheffield is at the plate. I've never been so transfized on a hitter in this park.
Sheff struck out at the hand of Mike Macdougal.
Sheff swings like a real baseball player. I heard someone refer to Mark McGuire's swing as a "ta-da" motion, where it's just a boom from his front arm, and his back arm doesn't even carry through the swing. Sheff swings like a ballplayer-everything's in the motion. He reminds me of Reggie Jackson.
Seventh inning stretch time.
Replaced Praying Martis with Jason Bergmann, Ron Villone, then Mike Macdougal. that's alot of pitchers for an inning, but the Metties didn't score! Crazy!
This is a game. This is what baseball feels like; it's all coming back, if only for the evening.
Friday with the Mets, Bottom of the sixth, 1-up
That's right, David Wright! The ol' Throw-'em-out, strike-'em-out. Wright at first, one out, Danny "Murphy from Robocop" Murphy at the plate. Bergmann at the mound throws wild to first trying to tag Wright, and Kearns and Johnson get to the ball. One of whom throws to third, where they tag out Wright easily...That should have been the second time Wright got tagged by Zimmerman's glove...whatever, ump.
Anyway, then Robocop strikes out and everybody celebrates: a scoreless inning in relief.
Relief.
Anyway, then Robocop strikes out and everybody celebrates: a scoreless inning in relief.
Relief.
Friday with the Mets, bottom of the fifth, 1-up
Aye! The Attorney General with a pinch-hit RBI! There's one out and Christian Guzman knocked a shot into right to double and send the Att. Gen. to third from first. A-sweet.
Praying Martis pitched very well, giving up only a run in five innings. Man, there's some damn talent on this ballclub...it gives me a heart attack every time.
Johnson walks!
Zimmerman at the plate.
C-mon man, think of my fantasy team...
3-0 count on Zimm...here comes the strike...
Called.
Here comes the game-winner...grounds into double play. boo.
boo.
bo.
Praying Martis pitched very well, giving up only a run in five innings. Man, there's some damn talent on this ballclub...it gives me a heart attack every time.
Johnson walks!
Zimmerman at the plate.
C-mon man, think of my fantasy team...
3-0 count on Zimm...here comes the strike...
Called.
Here comes the game-winner...grounds into double play. boo.
boo.
bo.
Friday with the Mets, top of the fifth, Mets 1-0
Well here we are, Brian Schneider with a double on a ball that Dunn might have had under different circumstances.
Ooh, Johnson with a great grab at first.
So anyway, there have been two doubles to Left that should have been caught, maybe, but Dunn's such a star that it DON'T MATTAH.
Ooh, Johnson with a great grab at first.
So anyway, there have been two doubles to Left that should have been caught, maybe, but Dunn's such a star that it DON'T MATTAH.
Friday with the Mets, Top of the fourth, Mets 1-0
Ah, what's his name just grounded out to end the top, and here come the Presidents!
It's Teddy, with...red flippers and a body board versus, the rest of the lot, who don't have water gear. The other presidents all burned down the track, but I was transfixed on Teddy, who got surpassed from his fifty-foot lead before he was sixty feet from the center-field door, turned around and sauntered back, flipping his board around with his head drooping. That's entertainment.
Ah, Ryan Zimmerman with a single up our old friend Tim Redding. Dunn's at the plate, who raced his heart out and still couldn't make a pop fly to left. As par the baseball exchange, if he hits it out here, he'll be Adam Dunn again.
2-1
Tries to tag Zimm...no dice.
Dunn with a high shot to left. Buh.
Elijah coming to the plate, one out with one on first.
Wow, he took a pitch, a ball low.
Ball-low! (You know, like "baller?" Totally works)
Looked away, 2-2
Ugh, I'm wearing a sweater, and rolling up my sleeves led them to be all stretched and bellbottomy.
And Dukes strikes out. Take my eyes!
It's Teddy, with...red flippers and a body board versus, the rest of the lot, who don't have water gear. The other presidents all burned down the track, but I was transfixed on Teddy, who got surpassed from his fifty-foot lead before he was sixty feet from the center-field door, turned around and sauntered back, flipping his board around with his head drooping. That's entertainment.
Ah, Ryan Zimmerman with a single up our old friend Tim Redding. Dunn's at the plate, who raced his heart out and still couldn't make a pop fly to left. As par the baseball exchange, if he hits it out here, he'll be Adam Dunn again.
2-1
Tries to tag Zimm...no dice.
Dunn with a high shot to left. Buh.
Elijah coming to the plate, one out with one on first.
Wow, he took a pitch, a ball low.
Ball-low! (You know, like "baller?" Totally works)
Looked away, 2-2
Ugh, I'm wearing a sweater, and rolling up my sleeves led them to be all stretched and bellbottomy.
And Dukes strikes out. Take my eyes!
Friday with the Mets, bottom of the third, Mets 1-0
Believe me, there is nothing I would rather do than blog away for this Mets game. As it stands though, the press box windows are open and it's drizzling all over my computer. Jesus.
I'm scooted back so far in my chair I can't even see the infield. This is retarded. I love you all.
I'm scooted back so far in my chair I can't even see the infield. This is retarded. I love you all.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Bottom 9, 5-1 Giants, Game 1 of Doubleheader.
What was a close game became a distant one. Dukes has a full count.
I'll have to scram as soon as this last pitch is thrown...
Dukes fouls one fifty feet from the pressbox.
Brian Wilson strikes out Elijah Dukes, 2 outs to the win.
Austin Kearns at the plate.
2-2
Kearns strikes out. One out from win 300 for Randy Johnson.
I gotta split, It's Gunshow Ronnie Belliard, I don't expect a solo grand slam, so I think we can put this one in the books.
Congrats, Randy.
I'll have to scram as soon as this last pitch is thrown...
Dukes fouls one fifty feet from the pressbox.
Brian Wilson strikes out Elijah Dukes, 2 outs to the win.
Austin Kearns at the plate.
2-2
Kearns strikes out. One out from win 300 for Randy Johnson.
I gotta split, It's Gunshow Ronnie Belliard, I don't expect a solo grand slam, so I think we can put this one in the books.
Congrats, Randy.
Doubleheader
Bases loaded for the Nationals. It's too cold to type. Giants still up, 2-1, but their bullpen is cracking. Wonder if this next pitch from their third reliever, Brian Wilson, will be in the stands...
1-1
Foul, 1-2, 2 outs, by the way
C'mon Dunn...
Crowd on its feet, don't know for whom
Now I know, Pitch a mile outside and everyone's booing, take a wild guess.
Again, outside, everyone boos. Where are the Nats fans?
3-2...
Bull-Dunn argues it, Wilson struck him out, but it was way low-should have been a walk.
Dunn started walking to first, about a third of the way there when Timmy Timmons called it. C'mon.
1-1
Foul, 1-2, 2 outs, by the way
C'mon Dunn...
Crowd on its feet, don't know for whom
Now I know, Pitch a mile outside and everyone's booing, take a wild guess.
Again, outside, everyone boos. Where are the Nats fans?
3-2...
Bull-Dunn argues it, Wilson struck him out, but it was way low-should have been a walk.
Dunn started walking to first, about a third of the way there when Timmy Timmons called it. C'mon.
Almost a no-header
Elijah Dukes with a broken-bat single...is how I could write it.
Dukes almost decapitating Randy Johnson is more like it. He knocks this chopper up the middle...which is also the direction the ball went. The bat broke at the hilt and spun like a visible propeller over an invisible helicopter. Randy might have had the ball, but had to duck the bat. That man fears nothing. If I saw that bat coming toward me I would have run for the bullpen.
Damnit. Dunn walks, then Gunshow Ronnie Belliard cuts one up the middle, snagged on a dive by Burris (Virginia!) who gets the double-play. This defense is on for Randy.
Randy, who just mooned me. Why, Randy?
Dukes almost decapitating Randy Johnson is more like it. He knocks this chopper up the middle...which is also the direction the ball went. The bat broke at the hilt and spun like a visible propeller over an invisible helicopter. Randy might have had the ball, but had to duck the bat. That man fears nothing. If I saw that bat coming toward me I would have run for the bullpen.
Damnit. Dunn walks, then Gunshow Ronnie Belliard cuts one up the middle, snagged on a dive by Burris (Virginia!) who gets the double-play. This defense is on for Randy.
Randy, who just mooned me. Why, Randy?
Doubleheader, top 5, 2-0 Giants
Randy Johnson, four shutout innings. It looked like he held a toothpick in his at-bat.
This is the worst, least-entertaining blogging ever. I've this ear infection, and I still haven't smoked a cigarette in days-stuff's coming out of me! UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is the worst, least-entertaining blogging ever. I've this ear infection, and I still haven't smoked a cigarette in days-stuff's coming out of me! UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doubleheader, top 4, 2-0 Giants
Bengie Molina at the plate.
I can't get over how empty this place is. Randy Johnson will have possibly won his 300th game with no one watching, but maybe 30,000 having bought tickets.
Two quick outs, and it's the president's race!
Teddy leading, George advances, Lincoln passes him...it's George!
It's George. George won. I'm going to sleep.
I can't get over how empty this place is. Randy Johnson will have possibly won his 300th game with no one watching, but maybe 30,000 having bought tickets.
Two quick outs, and it's the president's race!
Teddy leading, George advances, Lincoln passes him...it's George!
It's George. George won. I'm going to sleep.
Doubleheader!
It's Randy Johnson. He looks like the Indian on top of the Capitol. His majesty is unquestioned, but I can only wonder if tonight's his night. Everyone expects it, but the Nationals do have a terrific offense.
The Attorney General leads off
Strike.
Randy changes out the balls, what a pro.
Nevermind, that's probably for the Hall or his family or something if he gets the W tonight.
Att. Gen grounds out.
To be honest, I think this 300 stuff is ridiculous. I would rather end the career like Koufax, in my prime, than to keep pitching until I knew I couldn't anymore.
Rowand was a nice slide on Nick Johnson's liner to center. This defense is going to work everything for Randy tonight.
Zimmerman 4-3's.
The Attorney General leads off
Strike.
Randy changes out the balls, what a pro.
Nevermind, that's probably for the Hall or his family or something if he gets the W tonight.
Att. Gen grounds out.
To be honest, I think this 300 stuff is ridiculous. I would rather end the career like Koufax, in my prime, than to keep pitching until I knew I couldn't anymore.
Rowand was a nice slide on Nick Johnson's liner to center. This defense is going to work everything for Randy tonight.
Zimmerman 4-3's.
Doubleheader!
5:11 PM, time of first pitch for a...doubleheader.
Zimmermann 1-2 on Aaron Rowand Rowand Rowand Your Boat.
Attendance estimate, maybe a thousand people, seriously. Since this was actually last night's game, I bet the tickets sold was maybe 25,000. Still, this is some crowd.
Rowand struck out. Now, the eminently feared Edgar Renteria. Oooh.
0-1
0-2
What the hell, they're opening the box windows. Not cool. whereas all was nice and quiet, now it's - not loud - breezy.
K
I hear someone clapping after Randy Winn had a swinging strike.
Ugh, I'm cold!
Zimmermann 1-2 on Aaron Rowand Rowand Rowand Your Boat.
Attendance estimate, maybe a thousand people, seriously. Since this was actually last night's game, I bet the tickets sold was maybe 25,000. Still, this is some crowd.
Rowand struck out. Now, the eminently feared Edgar Renteria. Oooh.
0-1
0-2
What the hell, they're opening the box windows. Not cool. whereas all was nice and quiet, now it's - not loud - breezy.
K
I hear someone clapping after Randy Winn had a swinging strike.
Ugh, I'm cold!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Alledgedly they've called the game.
The yeah-dudes with the ground crew just told the fans, men and women and children, families, that the game is called. Poor kids.
10:33 PM, Raining harder than ever.
Ugh. We've been here for hours. We've been waiting for the game for hours. President of the team, Stan Kasten came into the press box a little earlier and told us that they wanted to try and play the game tonight, for the fans.
There's a bug on the inside of the window. I've noticed more and more of them as the season wears. Strange days.
Hazel Mae is sitting behind me. Oh, what a night.
There's a bug on the inside of the window. I've noticed more and more of them as the season wears. Strange days.
Hazel Mae is sitting behind me. Oh, what a night.
9:07 PM, More Rain.
Raining hard, more fans leaving. I just quit smoking a few days ago so automatically I feel terrible. Additionally, I've been sick last week and this one with some...thing...and still feel terrible. I could actually leave the park, but hell, I'm here and I don't have an umbrella, so what's the point?
I can't pay attention and my throat is sore, so I'm going to play Facebook Nintendo and eat ice cream for the next hour. Suck city.
I can't pay attention and my throat is sore, so I'm going to play Facebook Nintendo and eat ice cream for the next hour. Suck city.
8:18 PM, STill in Rain Delay
Just asked Brad: "how many All-Star votes d'you think Strasberg will end up with?"
I wonder how far off he'll be from possibly being the Nationals' ASG representative. Fortunately, Ryan Zimmerman has been the best third baseman in the NL, so he's got to garner at least fifteen, twenty votes. He deserves to start, damnit.
I wonder how far off he'll be from possibly being the Nationals' ASG representative. Fortunately, Ryan Zimmerman has been the best third baseman in the NL, so he's got to garner at least fifteen, twenty votes. He deserves to start, damnit.
Wednesday Night Rain...More of it.
They pulled the tarp and they're sweeping the water. Buddy, this rain is stopping maybe for a second. I don't know how they're going to play this game tonight. Kurkjian is here, spoke with him for a bit, along with Jayson Stark, Jon Miller, a swath of lesser luminaries, and I'm pretty sure I saw Tom Boswell's hat at a seat in the press box.
Another intern went down to the visitor clubhouse and stepped into the manager's office; the door was locked, and when he got in there was a 6 foot, 10 inch long-hair chewing gum and saddled on the couch. Cool as a cucumber.
I hope I see a game tonight.
Another intern went down to the visitor clubhouse and stepped into the manager's office; the door was locked, and when he got in there was a 6 foot, 10 inch long-hair chewing gum and saddled on the couch. Cool as a cucumber.
I hope I see a game tonight.
Wednesday Night Rain...
It's pouring outside. We're screwed. I'm sick as hell, and Randy Johnson's going for 300 tonight, but this downpour's been fairly ceaseless.
There's some sports photographer down here at the media entrance who has a lisp. It's very funny.
There's some sports photographer down here at the media entrance who has a lisp. It's very funny.
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