You know, I was feeling optimistic tonight. Hampy, on a roll, with something to prove to the Atlanta BooByrds/fans. The Houston Bros exploded out to an early lead, thx to Bourn and Lance combining to force one across in the top 1. Then my sugar plums were jostled by missuer Franceour. He pissed on Hampy's weak juice like Pudge told him, "Hey, Amigo...Here come the pelota de sinko".
From then on, the only thing that stopped the Tomahawking Batsmen from Georgia, was a riveting 117 minute rain delay in which the Reliever Bros managed to beat the Outfield Bros in a game of 'Scene IT! The Harry Potter Edition' on the clubhouse big screen tv.
Aside from the winners of the rain delay festivites, the Local 9 fell 7-2 in part to solid relief pitching from the Braves, shaky defense from Puma and ineffective pitching from Hampton, Geary and Fulchino.
Situational hitting was poor, as both our runs came via outs, which hurts big inning potential.
Bourn is your Man of the Match for tonights game after going 3-5 with a triple and run scored. And Goat de jour will be given to Hampton for not making it through five innings and giving up 5 ER w/ 0 K's.
Tomorrow's game is early: 2:40 cst. And with another day, brings another chance to take some scalps. -Jason
We didn't come out here to play tiddlywinks, son.
-Hal Smith
