Every morning. Every 42-degree morning, I say that. But, what the hell. Wiffle gets us out of bed - amIrite?
The deadly mix of high stakes and cold weather raises the specter of... injury. And today's game featured not 1, not 3, but TWO injuries.
Four batters into the top of the first, Stats made too quick of a first step in pursuit of a sinking liner off the bat of Peter. As he does in many endeavors, Matt came up lame. A pulled right calf relegated him to a DH role for the game, leaving his Home boys, Bob, JD and Kurt down a pitcher, down an outfielder, and with a lame cleanup hitter.
Getting an injury in a World Series game is the absolute worst. It's like when you are singing Guns N Roses karaoke, and everyone thinks your Axl Rose is Cat Stevens. Get high on THAT peace train. Bad impersonation scholars generally agree - that is the lowest point you can reach. Or stoop. Whatever. They also agree that Toto's "Hold the Line" is the ultimate air keyboard song, so take that for what it's worth.
Ironically, with Matt at bat, Eric fell trying to catch a pop up and scraped his hands on the Nance Bradds asphalt. The hydrocarbons took their share of his skin in the process, and he didn't catch the ball. There was no need to really go all out because of course Matt was batting with one leg.
Any way, there was a game, too. (Game 5, actually. I slay me.) After allowing 2 runs in the first, the home boys "Held the Line" for the rest of the nine-inning contest. In the bottom of the sixth - also known as the Verlander Inning - The homebrews found a way to plate three runs to take the slimmest of leads.
Miraculously, two rbi came off the bat of gimpy Stats. Which immediately made everyone think of this...
Yes: EVERYONE.
Adrian, Hansoo, Eric, Peter - 2 runs, 12 hits
Bob, JD, Kurt, 0.5Matt - 3 runs, 15 hits
HR: Gibson
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