I walked outside this morning to get in the car and head to work and it was gasp sort of cool. Cool front? Really? My first thought: “Wish I had time for a run.” Heh.
We went to the Astros game last night and saw a great win, which was nice. The Astros went up 3-0, but the Brewers tied it with three runs off Oswalt in the 7th. I was dreading what might happen next, but suddenly the Astros caught on fire and scored seven runs in the 8th, capped off by Jason Lane’s grand slam. It was all very exciting.
The only real disappointment was that Willy Taveras didn’t get a hit, so his streak was stopped at 30 games. Of course, he might have gotten a hit if he hadn’t lost not one, but two at-bats to getting hit by pitches. Both from Tomo Ohka. Both on the first pitch of the at-bat, and, the first time, on the first pitch of the entire game. I don’t buy that they were both accidental. Ohka is a bum.
We’re also going to the game tonight, where we will hopefully see another win.
Okha sucks. I really think he intentionally did that to Willie T just to be a jerk.
The first one, on the first pitch of the game, was suspicious. The next one, and the one that hit Aubrey Huff, both loaded the bases so were likely unintentional. I note also that Willy refused to try to bunt for a hit against Kolb with the infield back and the Astros up 10-3 because it would be dissing the Brewers to do so. Willy T is one class act.
Beckster needs to attend all remaining home games because she is obviously good luck.