Neto with a 1-out double
Schanuel grounds out 3-1, Neto to 3B
Drury grounds out 4-3
Middle of eight…1-1
Score. A. Run. Please.
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I hate this anemic offense. I know they are trying but it sometimes doesn’t look that way.
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Waiting out the pitch clock on 3-0 is a new type of IBB to me, but it makes a lot sense.
So my paternal grandmother was named “Hudson”. She eventually married my paternal “grandfather”, also a Hudson. But they were not related, turns out not even really distantly as DNA would later confirm. My dad said he always knew that the man he called Dad was not his biological father because he could add, and his father was off in California in a WPA CC camp when he was conceived. Nonetheless, it wasn’t until my grandmother’s funeral that he asked her sisters who his real father was. They said they didn’t know for certain. Fast forward to Ancesty DNA testing , and he finally found out who it was. It was my grandmother’s sister’s husband. The man had apparently knocked up two sisters at the same time, and had to marry one. He chose my aunt.
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Yordan with a leadoff walk.
Tucker walks…two on for Diaz
Come on, Yainer. Get them home.
My mother’s parents both had the surname Todd. I was always told it was a coincidence, but there’s no DNA testing to put against that theory.
In other news, my grandmother’s parents were each twins and their respective twins were married to each other.
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I was blessed to have two awesome granddads. I only wish I had realized that at a much younger age and had spent more time with them.
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Diaz grounds into 6-4 FC. Yordan to 3B
Pena has to get Yordan in.
On the corners, one out for Peña…
Just thinking a little more about my paternal grandmother, which I haven’t done in a long while, she lived between Fort Worth and Ab-leen, and when I was in high school it became evident that she was unable to live out there on her own. So my dad moved her to Houston and rented her an apartment near our house and the poor old girl fairly quickly lost the plot. There was a woman who came over during the day to tend to her and my grandmother attacked her with a knife. That was regrettable. She served drinks to pictures of my dad. Etc.
And she started doing things that a lot of folks would find inscrutable, for example wearing winter coats in the middle of a Houston summer. I vividly remember taking her to get her hair fixed at Pennys in July, her in the heaviest coat you can imagine. The traceable reason to any of the crazy shit she’d do was invariably ‘Those men down there.’ Those men down there laid down the law and that was that. She was always referring to them in order to justify whatever crazy thing she was doing.
There was a period where she insisted on wearing her jewelry everywhere. I can’t imagine it was worth anything, really, maybe some of it, I don’t know, but my parents were strongly opposed to her wearing it because she’d lose it or who knows what. Seems like a silly thing to argue about in retrospect, but when I was in college there was a summer I was home where every fucking night there would be an argument about this jewelry. She’d spend the evenings at our house and everyone would fight about it. Finally I’d had enough and stormed into the den and shouted, Grandmom! You cannot wear that jewelry anymore! Well why not?! she demanded. Cause those men down there said you couldn’t! You could absolutely see her entire countenance change, you could see her thinking, Well, cain’t argue with that.
My parents were both staring at me with their mouths wide open. That was the last I ever heard of any of that jewelry bullshit.
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Consecutive walks, naturally Yainer rolls over on one 2 inches off the plate.
Thank goodness he runs well enough.
This genuinely makes me want to cry.
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Looks like it was foul and spun back onto the line.
Peña fouls a squeeze attempt…fouls a pitch in the dirt…dribbles out in front of the plate. Throw goes to 2B but doesn’t get Tucker, relay gets Peña. Scored 2-4-3. Yordan watched it all unfold