Well, this one has gone about like you’d expect. McCullers with a month’s worth of free passes, and the hanging curveball. It’s 4-1 Cardinals in the third.
Good fucking grief. This whole team just hacks at any slop thrown up there, whether it’s with bat reach or not.
Whitcomb is a fucking train wreck in the field.
It’s a sad commentary when Taylor Trammell is hitting in one of your prime RBI spots.
So this isn’t an alternate universe where Tramnell is a perennial triple crown candidate?
You have to fucking call for that Smith.
Bloop single, and a stolen base where the runner was halfway to 2B before LMJ even went into his delivery.
Halfway…4-1 Cardinals
Gordon in
And it’s 5-1
It’s 6-1
The bats have come back to Earth.
By come back to Earth, I assume you mean the plane has crashed into the goddamn mountain.
If you squint hard enough, he kinda looks like Yordan in the box.
When was your last eye exam?
Fuckin’ rude!
The last six games Correa, Walker, and Paredes have combined for three RBIs. All by Walker. Correa hasn’t driven in a run in nearly two weeks.
Shay Whitcomb with a 3-run tater.
7-5 now
And that’s that. Another complete shit show by the Astros pitching. I never imagined a Major League pitching staff could be this bad.