I interrupt this weekly set of baseball musings to celebrate
my alma mater for a paragraph. Yale, defending NCAA champions in lacrosse,
has advanced to the Final Four this weekend in Philadelphia. They take on Penn State, with the winner
facing the winner of Duke and Virginia. Penn
State is ranked first in the country, but their only loss this season so far
has been to Yale. The semis are on
Saturday and the championship game is on Monday. Unlike Yale’s women’s soccer team, the coach doesn’t waste scarce recruiting
spots on wealthy alumni children whose only knowledge of lacrosse is a Holiday
Inn Express stay in LaCrosse, WI. Boola Boola. This concludes today’s public service
One more late night West Coast game, or as timo calls it,
Breakfast with the Braves. The Braves led
off the scoring in the top of the 2nd with a rare (with all due respect to Tony
Cloninger) pitcher’s RBI when Max Fried hustled down the line to avoid a double
play, scoring City Limits Riley from 3rd. The second run scored when a third strike got
by Buster Posey (who was out back when, by the way.) At this point, tired of scoring on sloppy
play by the Giants, Dansby “Hell to the Chief” Swanson and Freddie went
back-to-back to tack on four more. At
this point, former Notre Dame (the college, not the cathedral) wide receiver
Jeff Samardzjia had thrown 55 pitches and given up 6 runs, but as Mac was fond
of pointing out, none of them were “earned.”
The Giants got on the board in the 4th with a
single off the wall by Posey, who was correctly called out trying to take
second. Is he ever safe at second? Other than this small hiccup, however, Fried
was dealing. I think I mentioned this a
couple of weeks ago, but my granddaughter will be old enough to date him just
around the time he’s eligible for free agency.
I give my blessing.
A second Giants run came in the 6th on a solo
homer from Tyler Austin of Conyers. The
next batter, Longoria, drew Fried’s second walk. Posey then became Fried’s last batter. Posey
was out, on Riley’s best defensive play to date.
Note to Chip (ever constructive): it is inconsistent to
argue that a 6-2 lead is far from secure and, five minutes later, to say that
the 6-0 lead began a “rout.” Pick your cliché
and stick with it.
Derek Holland came in and promptly walked Acuna and yielded
a single to Dansby “Chiefly Great” Swanson.
Two subsequent outs brought up Austin’s Power. He hasn’t been a Brave long enough to
understand hibernation mode, so he hit a three run homer that never got more
than about 15 feet in the air, and… ahem… the
rout was on.
So when you acquire a new player, you definitely want to test his mettle with a high leverage situation. Newest Brave Anthony Swarzak came in with a seven run lead: Swarzak Space. He is wearing #38. The last Brave to wear that number was Arodys Vizcaino. That tempts fate, but he had a 1-2-3 opening salvo.
Swarzak Space gave way to Winkler Woom. (Be veewy veewy careful, Dan.) 1-2-3. The ninth then landed on Tomlin Terrain: he
got the first two, but then gave up two singles before bringing the ceremonies
to a conclusion.
Get away day game tomorrow.
Future Brave MadBum takes on former Oriole Gausman.