The Marlins can’t hit. The Giants can’t hit. Fortunately, getting a hit isn’t the only way to reach base. Someone alert Sir Bam Bam. Eleven Marlins reached base without getting a hit. Ten walks, one reached on an error. See, it’s easy!
Zito didn’t have a good game. This is a disgusting understatement. But since it is his first hiccup of the year, I’ll leave the jokes to the Lunatic Fringe. Which I think I’m on. Oh well, I need a night off.
I was keeping track of the Giants’ inability to hit with runners in scoring position until the Giants decided not to even bother with runners anymore. Phew, no more math. Then Heath Bell ruined all of the fun. With his big head and his big…legs. And his stupid pitches that the Giants could actually hit. If only Ozzie Guillen was a traditional manager who refused to pull his closer despite said closer not having his stuff. If only. That’s two days in a row Guillen has made a great decision late in the game. I think he’s juicing.
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