We all just knew that Yorvit would go and screw us again, and he just barely gets it done in a 1-0 snorefest.
Special Agent Jack Taschner, who has very much turned the corner this season (and hasn't allowed an earned run in almost a month), nearly cleaned up a wild Keiichi Yabu's mess. Coming in with a bases loaded, no out situation in the bottom of the ninth, the wily lefty was only a Big Money catch and tag away from getting out of the jam.
Instead, Big Money had a rare miscue - Fred Lewis caught a one out Torrealba fly ball and threw an absolute seed to Molina, who appeared to tag out a streaking Garrett Atkins, only for replays to show that he never caught the ball in the first place.
But I'm not losing my lunch over that. I'm losing it because of the Felizitis that has become this team in Colorado, who have gone 0 for 18 this series with RISP.
And worst of all, Timmy gets nothing for putting up more donuts than even the corpulent Colorado crowd could consume because the Giants can't hit a heretofore mediocre Ribaldo Jimenez.
The Giants try to salvage the day game as Dirty goes against the even more mediocre Greg Reynolds.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
A Tale of Two Catchers
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I watched through the 7th at my parents' house, hoping we would score before I had to leave on a quick run. We didn't. When I got back from the run, as soon as I opened the front door, I asked, "Did we win?" My dad immediately flipped back from CNN to the game, but was already on top of the playbyplay, immediately saying, "still going, bottom of the ninth, 1 out, bases loaded."
"Who's up?" I asked.
"Torrealba," Kuiper answered, before my dad could get it out.
"Oh, crap. It's over. He's gonna kill us."
Then he hit it deep as I flashed back to the Coors Field of old (or of Tuesday night), and said "That's gone."
But then it wasn't gone, and Freddie was actually coming in on it. He had a chance. Atkins was going to take off. He fired one at Bengie...there's a chance!
And then, simultaneously, Fieldin Culbreth (no one is commenting on the name? really?), my father, and Duane Kuiper all missed the same thing...the ball falling right out of Bengie's hand - before he ever swiped for the tag. I knew it was over about 3 seconds before any of the three of them did.
Nuts.
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