The next in our new feature installation of GOSO game logs.
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After the Twins deal Dozier and Lynn (and Mauer?), they go on a crazy run with house money but ultimately fall short after improbably winning their Wild Card game.
In any case, Jeremy Bieber is pitching.
I mentioned this in the CoC, but I noticed that LoMo is not in the starting lineup against a RH pitcher. I wonder if a deal is imminent?
Before double play to end the fourth, last 6 PAs vs. Santana: lineout, lineout, lineout, home run, single, walk. Not exactly inspiring confidence.
Tune in to hear eye-eye being the more tolerant of the two men in the booth (he was more than willing to go to a classic rock concert with Dick, but when he suggested that maybe Dick could come to a Ice Cube or Kris Kross concert, Dick immediately said, "I'm out.").
I would have preferred to listen to whatever numbskulls ESPN has, but it's being shown as the stupid "pay extra to watch espn+" thing.
Mr. Late and Close, and it's not even late
Rhu, you still up for getting together tomorrow night. 6 at The Mat okay?
I'll be there!
Cave is incredibly terrible at deciding when it's a good idea to dive.
Like, dude, you gave up an inside the park home run to fuggin Drew Butera because of it. Maybe diving just isn't your thing?
And he doesn't even look good when he's diving, it's like there's arms & legs sticking out all over the place.
Dude still can't block a pitch, but his bat has been pretty nice lately.
Nicely done, Garver.
Since June 6 coming into today: .313/.400/.490.
"Clutch" Garver!!
Molitor pinch ran for Sano in a tie game with a guy that's slower than Sano.
At the game with my wife and a couple she knows, but whom I’d never met before. Guy and I get to talking baseball, sports, fatherhood, etc., commenting on the game and the other stuff intermittently.* Goes on for most of the game - no idea what my wife and the other wife are talking about ... prolly not baseball, right? Rodney uncorks that one, and the wives lean over to say, “What in the heck was that!?!” Followed shortly thereafter by a question, “What’s the name of that movie where the pitcher is ‘Wild Thing’ with the broken glasses?” This after I’d just finished chirping, “I wouldn't dig in if I was you. Next one might be at your head. I don't know where it's going.”
*felt a bit like here ... even laid the, “Solo home runs can’t hurt you.” bit on him and he just chuckled and asked how many solos would hurt?