Saturday in the park
First off, kudos to the organist for playing “With a Little Help From My Friends” when M. Ramirez came to the plate. You know, I get high with a little help from my friends. Hah. Roidmirez.
It was a fine afternoon all around. Had my first game experience in the 755 Club. We dined overlooking left field. The prices are, of course, steep, but the service was good and friendly and the $13 chicken quesadilla wasn’t bad. I enjoyed the view more, however, after we moved to our actual seats in 401. It is a cool panorama, though, looking through the 755 Club windows at a packed stadium.
BMF indeed. What’d he throw, nine pitches, two balls? Now that’s a save. And two comebacks in the same game, one courtesy of a pinch hit from Greg Norton. Hells bells. Life is good. Bobby’s patience pays off with a game winner.
Despite all those good vibes, it’s sinking in just how hard it is to gain ground in this wild card race. There are so many contenders that someone always wins. I mean, the Cubs play the Marlins. That’s good because one of them will, of course, lose. But one will win. Just gotta keep winning series and hope for the best. If we make the playoffs this year, it’s a bonus. It’s all about 2010 and beyond, as Wren has all but said.
As we’re still in 2009, what software program created this schedule? The Bravos essentially have a 13-game, four-city road trip with this three-game home series in the middle of it. After an 8:05 game tonight, the team has to fly to San Diego to start a three-game set Monday, then bbuses up the slab to LA for four, then we come home for five vs. the Nats and Phils, then take a three-game road trip to Citi Field.
Best news from the sked: 7 of the season’s last 10 games are against the Stan Kastens. We have to start whupping them.