Yesterday’s experiment worked so well, I decided we should try it again, but this time I am outsourcing the recap to some Indians in New Delhi. I am told it is much more cost effective than having us Americans do it. Direct any complaints to scout.
Y’all did a great job, and I still have a million boxes to unpack. I will do a few teams–the ones I know we don’t have any fans posting (people invite your friends!), but the rest, do your own damn recap! I don’t know what I missed. So how do I know I missed it if I don’t know what I missed? Ugh, you know what I mean! Help a sister out. I didn’t get cable and wi-fi until 4 pm. Pretty please. 🙂 I asked nicely, see? I bought two shower curtains but I still haven’t put mine up. The kids got a Batman shower curtain–I did put that one up. It looks cool! The kids are going to freak out when they see it.
This is our jam: Darkness! No parents! Super rich! Kinda makes it better.
I know this isn’t a Rays blog, but since I am a super fan, and I write these things, they’re up first. I don’t always write about them first. I make an effort not to, in fact, because this is not a Rays blog and I try to be somewhat fair. I am a baseball fan first and foremost, and I am aware my biases affect how I see things. In any event, because of the debacle on Friday night, I wanted to write the follow-up. The Rays came back energized Saturday night, looking like a completely different team, beating the White Sox 7 – 2. It was the best I have seen them look all season.
I wasn’t expecting much from Saturday night:
“…they had been shut out in their previous 19 innings, and scored once in their past 27, in losing three straight, and would be without catalysts Logan Forsythe and Kevin Kiermaier.”
Erasmo “No Quality Starts” Ramirez is the Rays best pitcher at the moment. I mean, he is pitching really well, however, if Erasmo Ramirez is your best pitcher, your team might have a problem. One simply does not allow Erasmo to face a line-up a third time. Last night was the first time the Rays had a lead first in a game. It was the most runs they had scored all season, and it was the first time the starting pitcher has recorded the win. It has been a really rough start. This is not a team like the Braves or Twins. They were supposed to be good. Eff you, PECOTA. We have hopes and expectations. Baseball, you’re so cruel. The cruelest mistress I have ever known.
I did notice that it was a large crowd, almost a sell out, on television, and they were loud and lively. I texted my friend at the game. She said the atmosphere was electric. The team just seemed really energized. Here’s a narrative: the events of Friday lit a little fire under this team. Come on baby, light my fire.
Jim Morrison attended St. Petersburg Junior College, SPJC. I’d like to think he would have been a Rays fan. Because really, y’all should be. 😉
Of course, if they come out flatter than a pre-pubescent girl today, then forget that narrative. That’s what’s nice about narratives. You can just make them up as you go along.
Steven Souza Jr., who hit a fan with a foul ball through a gap in the netting that was only 1.5 baseballs wide on Friday night, looked especially focused, going 2 for 4 with a run scored.
As for the fan, the 63 year old woman is in stable condition at Bayfront Hospital in St. Petersburg. She is responsive and has suffered facial fractures. She took the foul ball to the face in the second row next to the Rays’ dugout. I have sat in those seats many times, thanks to some friends of mine. My thoughts are with the fan. Souza says he plans to visit with the fan–he has been in communication with the husband.
“Anything I can do to encourage her,” Souza said. “I know if it was somebody in my family I’d like that, so I’d like to do that for her.”
He was a player I really had no opinion of one way or another, but seeing how concerned he is for a fan–I am very touched. Consider me a big fan now. I will no longer mock his horrific outfield routes (aka the Misadventures of Steven Souza Jr.)
Anyone who complains about the new netting, here’s a refreshing can of STFU. I chilled it for you. I would rather provide safety for the fans. We didn’t sign up to die when we go to a game. And don’t give me the “pay attention to the game” crap. I keep fucking score on a scorecard. I am paying attention. All it takes is one moment of inattention to get hurt–reaching for a hot dog, getting up to allow another fan to their seat, buying a beverage from a vendor, or blinking involuntarily to moisten your eyeballs if you are close enough to the field. You do blink, right? I have sat behind netting many times. You forget it’s even there.
The Rays have fixed the hole, which was there to allow photographers a view. I know the area. There is a well there for photographers. That gap was there to allow the photographers a view of the field without the nets, a place where they place their long lens. The primary question I have: do the Rays settle with the fan out of court or let her sue them? I would just settle.
As for my broken people, Logan Forsythe and Kevin Kiermaier, they feel “okay.”
Seriously, that is what the headline says. I would have said, they feel great because they are supposed to be in the line-up today. Kiermaier complained of a strong headache after the collision which… hmmm. Ugh, okay. Sigh. He passed the concussion protocol, but… I am unconvinced. (I worked at a stroke center when I was in the ER-Brains ‘R Us. Brains…Brains….) I suppose the Rays really dodged a bullet with that one although I would still make KK rest. Kiermaieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer played football in college and he needs to remember that this is not football. (My laptop did that to Kiermaier’s name –my ‘e’ key got stuck, but I am going to leave it because it is making me laugh. It looks like I am yelling his name–KHAN!!!!! KIERMAIEEEEEEEEER!! Yes, more coffee, great idea! That is just what I was thinking.)
Last night might have been better because Chris Sale wasn’t pitching. Danks is no Chris Sale. Prior to that, the Rays had to deal with Sale and Carrasco on Cleveland. Batters facing those pitchers tend to look like a fool, boy. They throw that speedball by you. Okay, enough Rays chatter.
I watched some of the Dodgers last night, and I saw Scott Kazmir get rocked. Rock the Kazmir, rock the Kazmir…
I want that red beret.
Poor Scott. I like the former Skeeter. My dad’s favorite team, the Dodgers, fell to the Giants, 4 -3. Why the Dodgers? First team to integrate and Fernando Valenzuela. I have seen Fernando pitch live. I am such a lucky duck. 🙂 I was truly raised right. Not the best pic, but this is my dad in his Dodgers jacket that he wore everywhere:
Mr. Cueto looked great, stymieing the Dodgers. He pitched a perfect game into the 5th inning. He pitched 7 1/3, allowing 7 Ks, 2 BB, 1 ER, 3 H. A quality start for you, good man.
As far as I know, there are no Mets fans posting other than me. I do think we have a Cleveland fan who visits, but since I like the Metsies, I’ll do a brief recap for them. They lost to Cleveland 7 – 5, in spite of Granderson, Walker, and Cespedes going yard. And in spite of me hanging up a shower curtain in his honor, the Dark Night is not pitching well this season with an 0 – 3 record, although win-loss record is a horrible way to assess pitchers, so I sincerely apologize for that transgression. I suck. My apologies to Bob Friend.
Here is a better way. He pitched 5 2/3, allowed 6 H, 5 ER, struck out only 4 while walking 3. That K/BB ratio is no way to go through life, son. What is the matter with the Dark Knight? Darkness, no parents? But being super rich, and all those cool toys, that’s gotta cheer you up a little, right? You’d think all the endorphins from working out so much would have elevated Bruce Wayne’s mood a bit too, but maybe that just works for me. Anyhow… the odd thing is he held them hitless through 5 innings, and then he vomited all over the place. Uh, Harvey, not Bruce Wayne. We’re talkin’ baseball… Kluszewski, Campanella.
Alright, I have a million boxes to unpack. I hate living surrounded by boxes. I want to have them unpacked by the time the Rays game begins at 1 pm. I think I can do it. Yes, more coffee! So, what did I miss? Same assignment as yesterday. A recap of your team and a song (or 2 or 3!) to fit the mood, por favor. Gracias, amigos y amigas. The comments make for such a pleasant break. I actually like this format a lot–Write Your Own Recp. The interaction. I think I will make it a regular feature. On the weekends, I usually have more time to do these recaps, but during the week, on my custody nights with the kids, time will be scarcer. This format will work great. You guys are all great writers. It’s the reason many of us stuck with HBT: the writing in the comments.