Shit. Diaz refuses the walk and lines out. Astros leave a pair in scoring position with one out
End of six…6-2 Padres
Fuck.
Fuck!
Fuck!!
That one hurts. Snell was on his heels and the boys shit the bed.
Neither Chas nor Diaz were going to take a walk there.
I think you were supposed to say fuck.
They don’t trust each other.
PS- Fuck.
I’m seeing these people wearing scarves and jackets and talking about peak fall, and I don’t understand it.
109 today at dinnertime.
Hopefully we’ll get a crack at the Padres pen next inning. Just hope we aren’t down 12 runs.
I’m a loner, Dottie. A rebel.
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D-Train got himself a bowl of nachos there.
We need at least 2 innings of vaunting just to get back in this ballgame.
Who’s pitching tomorrow?
Be taller, Alex.
Leadoff single for Kim. Just set it in a fucking tee
I’ll say it again, praise be for finding the button to secure home crowd noise.
Of course, my dog isn’t pleased with my angst, yelling and drinking in this game, but then again, she’s a lazy, unemployed bitch.
Jesus that was a middle middle hanger.
Or quicker.
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