Sunday, August 07, 2005
Number 22 In Your Programs...
1st inning: Furcal: K. Braves announcers talking about baseballs having more "irregularities" this year. Damn, home run. After a pop up, Jones walks. That's the third three-ball count from Chris. Ok, fly to left. Eck walks. Johnny singles to right. Albert pops up right behind the plate. Arugh. Diving stop by Giles gets Jimmy, runners advance. Crap, Grudz flies to left, strands two.
2nd inning: Lead off home run from Francoeur. Let's stop that, Carpenter. Pop up to Nunez. Single over Grudzielanek. Sosa pops a bunt to Pujols. (It's so weird to have a non-Sammy Sosa.) Furcal bounces back to Carp. Nunez flies to right. So doubles down the left field line. Mahoney can't advance Taguchi as he flies to left and hits Oquendo with part of his broken bat. Furcal makes a nice play to get Carp on a ball up the middle. 2-0 Braves.
This is where I decided liveblogging was clearly bad luck. Good thing, too. After the eighth inning I was thinking, "Well, one run to tie is easier than two." Then Izzy gave up a run. Annoying, but that Francoeur kid is a monster. In the end, it didn't matter.
Going in to the bottom of the ninth with Nunez, Taguchi, and Luna (which scared me a little; I was wondering about Mabry)-three singles. Albert taking Rodriguez's bat away when Luna was batting is maybe one of the coolest things I've seen. The whole inning he was cheering and clapping and so excited. Sutton said that there was a good chance Eckstein wouldn't "...hit the ball over anybody's head." Maybe, in fact on most days, probably. But not this afternoon.
Lil' Davey had himself quite a day. Two walks, a stolen base, a double, and a walk-off grand slam. The only time he wasn't on base was ahead of Pujols' home run. It's too bad they couldn't get Carpenter the win, but the team win is more important.
2nd inning: Lead off home run from Francoeur. Let's stop that, Carpenter. Pop up to Nunez. Single over Grudzielanek. Sosa pops a bunt to Pujols. (It's so weird to have a non-Sammy Sosa.) Furcal bounces back to Carp. Nunez flies to right. So doubles down the left field line. Mahoney can't advance Taguchi as he flies to left and hits Oquendo with part of his broken bat. Furcal makes a nice play to get Carp on a ball up the middle. 2-0 Braves.
This is where I decided liveblogging was clearly bad luck. Good thing, too. After the eighth inning I was thinking, "Well, one run to tie is easier than two." Then Izzy gave up a run. Annoying, but that Francoeur kid is a monster. In the end, it didn't matter.
Going in to the bottom of the ninth with Nunez, Taguchi, and Luna (which scared me a little; I was wondering about Mabry)-three singles. Albert taking Rodriguez's bat away when Luna was batting is maybe one of the coolest things I've seen. The whole inning he was cheering and clapping and so excited. Sutton said that there was a good chance Eckstein wouldn't "...hit the ball over anybody's head." Maybe, in fact on most days, probably. But not this afternoon.
Lil' Davey had himself quite a day. Two walks, a stolen base, a double, and a walk-off grand slam. The only time he wasn't on base was ahead of Pujols' home run. It's too bad they couldn't get Carpenter the win, but the team win is more important.
