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Saturday, August 31, 2013

Buccoes 

It's an exciting time. Just a few days after going to Earth & Sky with Buck & Byrd, we've just picked up Justin Morneau, a guy who was one of my favorite players years ago but I've kind of lost touch with.

In the meantime, I've gone to a couple games. I was at Byrd's first game when he cracked the whip for a 3-run jack. In his other at-bats, he lined into a Clutch Defense DP to pitcher in the 1st at a key moment, struck out after a 14-pitch at-bat earning himself a standing O, and then struck out the Buccoe way in 3 swings. Buck had a handful of hits the next night in a loss. The Brewers are not good. We lost 2 of 3 to them to set up going into the current weekend's Cardinals series a game back rather than tied. Even the game they won, it seemed like they should have lost it. The blew a bunch of opportunities and Russell Martin got the grand idea to make a snap throw down to 1st with 2 outs and 2 strikes and put it in right field to make things interesting. He's supposed to be one of the smart ones!

Last night Garrett Jones went mental, picking up the big hitters and driving in 4 runs. Maybe he smelled the blood in the water or maybe young Shelby Miller looked enough like a minor leaguer that he was able to hit him. At any rate, even if he gets hot, the team is much better with Morneau in the fold now.

Learned some things about small-sample size luck factors:

Good Luck: Doing Just Dance 4 while Buccoes on.
Bad Luck: Bringing Jessica to the game. Or British people. Or D&D rulebooks. (Hard to parse this one with so many factors.)
Good Luck: Me going to the game. I think the previous note broke my streak.
Bad Luck: TIM FREAKING NEVERETT who seems to GET OFF on talking about how an opposing player hasn't had [good result] in [latest time period]. He does this only with opposing players. With the Pirates he talks about how they haven't had a [bad result] in [latest time period]. I freaking hate Tim Neverett.
TBD Luck: Getting a random phone call from someone on a NYC phone with a foreign accent saying, "You're going to die" over and over again and then switching to some kind of chant. Yikes. But I want to see Morneau hit!!

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