At-Game Recap (8/23/09): Erin, My Secret Identity, and the SoSG Bar

Sunday's Dodgers-Cubs game wouldn't normally be one for the memory books. The Dodgers' sputtering offense, particularly without Randy Wolf in the lineup, couldn't manage more than one run in losing to Ryan Dempster and a 4-for-4 Jake Fox. Manny Ramirez looked just as lost up close as he does on television, except this time it happened not only at the field (misplaying a carom awfully, while Matt Kemp looked on from centerfield in apparent bewilderment and/or disgust), but also in the plate (including a game-ending, Carlos-Beltran-like called strike three). The afternoon sun out on field level was hot, real hot, Robin Williams Good Morning Vietnam monologue hot. And I attended the game with a good friend who is a lifelong Cubs fan, and since he decided to come to the game dressed in a Cubs jersey, I had no choice but to counter by wearing my own Dodgers jersey, further increasing an already overheated body temperature that beers did little to regulate (and don'...