And even with that, we had a chance to win, leading 1-0 into the eighth inning.
KFW for an entirely different reason this year.
Glad we only play these knuckleheads in a home and home vice 19 times (or 12 times, as the schedule used to be for interdivisional play before 1993).
Didn't hear much of the game - too busy feeding the little guy dinner.
Remember the Simpsons episode where Homer goes to the all you can eat diner run by the Sea Captain?
"Tis not a man (Homer); tis a remorseless eating machine."
Well, that's my youngest. Ate the Gerber Chicken Noodle dinner, BLEW threw a tub of pears, and inhaled most of a Turkey/Sweet Potato dinner. Ate for an hour. Amazing.
As you can see, not much time left over to hear the game (he's a little vocal when he's hungry and Dad's not fast enough with the spoon).
Did hear Ankiel's 6-4-3 DP to end the Seventh.
Did hear Flores strike out Torrealba in the eighth, then walk Nix on 5 friggin pitches.
Did hear the Birds go quietly in the eighth and ninth.
So far, from what I can tell, no egregious things to discuss (other than Franklin's horrible outing). Lohse pitched well.
Get another crack at them later today.
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