Saturday, October 18, 2008

ALCS G6 LB III: Time is growing short, o cursed spite!

Top Six

Zobrist is in the game to play right field. There is speculation by Rob Neyer on his chat that they might go for Fernando Perez , but I think they are keeping that bullet in the gun for later-Perez is blindingly fast.

Mark Kotsay, professional hitter, hits the ball hard , but Iwamura leaps and spears it for the first out.

Farmer Jed Lowrie takes called strike three.

The Captain-THE CAPTAIN-who hasn't had a hit since Seinfeld went off the air, it seems, HOMERS to right center to give Boston a 3-2 lead.

TEK!!!!!!

Coco singles off of the pitcher's foot, and that is all for Big Game James Shields.

Lefty JP Howell now.

Our Man DP is up now. He hasn't had the most thrilling postseason of them all, either, but clearly, anything can happen in this game.

I think Bartlett's home run, followed by Varitek's, are two of the less likely events in recent memory.

DP grounds to short, and Bartlett throws the ball in the general vicinity of The Gulf of Mexico for an error.

First and third, two out

Ortiz up.

ORTIZ RIPS A SINGLE TO RIGHT CENTER, scoring Coco. 4-2 Boston.

His Majesty The Ortizzle Indeed.

Rays fans are looking like Boston fans, circa 2003.

Our Man Youk is up now, battling JP Howell to a 2-2 count.

Youk whiffs on a curve in the dirt to end the inning.

Bottom Six

After finishing off two Nabokov novels this week, I just started reading Sean Lahman's "Pro Football Historical Abstract", and it is quite fascinating. One thing that stuns me right away is 75% of all quarterbacks drafted have little or no impact in the league. That stuns me.

Lahman ranks Donovan McNabb as one of the top 25 quarterbacks of all time, which I think is about right. He has the second lowest rate of interceptions per pass in league history, which stunned me as well.

The Okeydoke, Hideki Okajima, is on now.

Upton lines out to third-one down.
Pena gets rung up on a high inside pitch-two down. Close pitch.
The DTB works a walk.
There's talk about how McClelland calls "his own strike zone". The strike zone is in the flippin' rule book.
Crawford grounds into a fielder's choice, and the inning is over.

Phew.

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