2011 Game 140: Day of the Living Dead

Humber Humber at Snapplesocks. Game one of two today (thanks, jobu, for the reminder).

is there anything more exciting than a split double-header between two teams out of the running in early September?

today, my focus will be on (1) getting my First Monday book post written; and (2) grillin' (Andouille sausages and Tofurkey kielbasa sausages, pasilla peppers), making pinto beans, and chillin'.

so, how about a win against th' hated??

93 thoughts on “2011 Game 140: Day of the Living Dead”

  1. I know the general mood around here is down on this team, but I gotta say I'm enjoying actually getting to see the guys first hand with this new satellite package, even if the results on the field haven't quite been what I'd like.

    1. I'm actually somewhat excited about this doubleheader myself, though I didn't mind the blackout break all that much (especially considering the sweep).

      1. I'm excited about the Dink, eager to see Benson, sad that we apparently won't see AMR's boyfriend.

  2. Things not going well for New Britain. The Rock Cats are trailing 2-0 after two. Brian Dozier had a lead-off triple, but was caught off the base on a comebacker to the pitcher and was thrown out. In the second, the Rock Cats got the first two runners on base, but Deibinson Romero hit into a 5-4-3 triple play.

  3. I've got the laptop propped in front of a window while I paint trim around the front door -- we'll see how this works. Nice to have some company while I toil away.

  4. To me, the worst part of a hangover isn't the headache. I'm not sure how to put this non-crudely, but that beer (nice good thick German beer at that) really does a number on my digestive tract.

      1. An infield that could turn a double play a reasonable percentage of the time would make everyone's lives much easier.

        Taping and scraping done; time to break out the paint.

    1. I'm brewing my barleywine, so I'm completely distracted, so no worries if these games suck for me.

                1. I can't wait to share that blessing with my daughter.

                  EDIT: (err, my 12 year old mind, not mags's.)

        1. It went well, if I may say so. Looking at a chinook and williamette barleywine with between 8.5-10% abv and 90 IBUs. I'll give it a little age before sending any out.

      1. And very low strikeout rates. If he sticks around through his age 40-42 season, he could reach 3,000 hits. I wouldn't be surprised if he finished with above 2,600.

  5. So glad the booth fielded a question about the Hosers' six-man rotation. It was a treat to hear the booth talk about how everything was better when they were kids.

    1. I work with an older gentleman (mid 50's). He learned early on what my wrath looks like when someone mentions how thing were "back in the day".

      1. I try to stay on my toes. If someone starts telling you how things used to be, go ahead and believe them until they use the term "In the good old days." When that happens, they're about to lie.

        1. I find that "back in my day" is also a good warning as well as "they don't make 'em like they used to." Fortunately for me, the guy I work with has a mid-60's Malibu, so he doesn't use that term.

      1. I just tried to, and somehow got hop powder in my eye. They sure don't make turkey fryers like they used do.

    1. Yep. He's ninth overall. He's also the active leader in stolen bases, but only 26th overall, and the active leader for AB/SO (247th overall; tough to compete with early players).

      1. How's Harold Reynolds on that list? I remember his success rate being laughably low, though he didn't have all that long a career for a speed guy, right?

  6. "Where would they be without Delmon Young," Dick? I don't know, perhaps in the exact same position they are now? He's been there for a couple of weeks. Sheesh.

    1. Jeebus, did he really say that? I think Dick is heading towards senility at a very rapid rate.

      1. He really did. Maybe he meant it'll soften the blow of Brennan Boesch sustaining a season-ending injury, but even if that's what he meant, he's way off base.

    1. My great-grandfather was a huge Indians fan, having lived his entire life in the Akron area. I remember Dad really pulling for the late 90's Indians for his sake.

      1. I never really got around to minding them until the Twins were good enough to challenge them. The late 2001 surge they had solidified them as my enemy after years of not thinking too much about who would be winning the division.

      1. He had the best 42-year-old-or-older season fielding ever, according to TZ. Now, as a 44-year-old, well, he's doing better than last year.

  7. I'm happy to see that this game is at least going quickly. Plus, I had a reasonably good workout*

    *the ear-bleed inducing "music" played by some damned personal trainer, training ONE PERSON, in the aerobics room where I like to do my back exercises and stretches. Did she ask me, or acknowledge me in any way before turning her crap on at supersonic volume? No, no, she did not. Did she turn her crap off when taking her client out of the room (to return 5 minutes later)? No, no, she did not. I relocated after doing a couple of stretches.

  8. Wow. Gordo just plotzed about that DP. Like he was that mother in the commercial getting all excited when her kid hit the ball.

    1. I enjoyed the beginning of the game, when Gordo couldn't read the name on the back of Humber's jersey and kept talking about Zach Stewart pitching. I'll only miss Gordo next year when it's Morris and Gladden in the booth.

      1. One of my very few fond moments of Tim McCarver came in a situation like that when the Braves were in the playoffs. They sacrifice flied in a run in essentially the same game situation, and the home crowd went nuts. McCarver: "Why is Turner Field cheering? Nothing good has happened."

  9. Good lord. The post-game "highlight" is Sugarshack getting a strikeout to complete a 1-2-3 inning.

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