The mid-week series versus the Astros was nothing really to write home about, in case you hadn’t heard. The Rockies would fight back, and it was awesome to see a grand slam Wednesday night, but they would lose 15-11. Thursday was just about getting a sunburn and watching the Rockies defense do it’s best impression of the Bad News Bears by committing three errors in the first two innings. No defense=no wins and unearned runs.
The Rockies get hot in shifts and seem like they are going to pull out a winning streak of more than two games.
I get sick and hot and seeminlgy need to pull out more than two tissues.
Rockies pitching is hit and miss and leaves you wondering whether or not it needs professional attention.
My immune system, which is seemingly that of a child, is making me wonder if I need professional help.
Opponents pitching is not throwing up it’s arms in surrender (despite the photo) ohh big stretch.
Mike Hampton “I give up” by Tom Walsh
The Rockies starting hitting is less than spectacular (or intimidating) and when you have almost four of your top nine players hitting below average, you need to refresh some ideas on hitting.
My chest is so congested I feel like refreshing my head into this keyboard.
The coaches are grabbing at ideas to help the club put together some wins. The players are just grabbing. Case in point.
Ian Stewart by Tom Walsh
I am grabbing for another decongestant to help the breathing along.
The Rockies are hoping a road trip until the 24th of May will maybe get them going.
I’m hoping this Vitamin C and swift kick in the butt will get me going to prepare a little more for my trip to Atlanta Sunday.
With that said..
Special kudos to Matt Daley for his lights out performance against the Astros in relief Thursday. Your pitching was a brightspot and greatly appreciated. If only the defense had not given up three errors for two or three unearned runs, you might have had a winner on your hands. Keep up the good work.
And yes, for those following my wager against an overblown fan in Houston, known as a best friend, I am down 2-1 with four more games to play in Houston come the start of June. Daddy’s getting new shoes is not looking spectacular, but the bet is not over yet, so who knows.
The weather was perfect for a game and beforehand I should have known it was going to be a great day.
Standing on the sidelines, I was watching batting practice with a father and son. The son Josh was attending his first baseball game and his father Dave was a class act who was more than happy to show his son the ropes. Standing there I realized the kid could, with his attitude, score big time today in the free ball department. So a few tricks later and some mild coaching and whatdya know. The kid has his first official ball in hand.
For the first time at the ballpark, the kid scored monumentally. Not only did he get his first ball, but he was smart enough to ask Ian Stewart for a picture. Stewart would go on to hit two homeruns, one being a grand slam. Autographs galore, pictures and his first ball, I should have known this was going to be good. I also had Stewart sign my team ball and he only signed about seven autographs before his warmup so I was very lucky. Come to think of it, maybe the team ball gave him some luck…
And I’m not sure whether it was just my great conversation or the skills I imparted to his son, but Dave from Long Island was cool enough to buy me a beer. Thanks Dave. It hit the spot and it was great talking some old Mets memories with ya. I hope your boy takes you to show- and-tell so you can explain to all his friends the day he had!
Dave, his son Josh and yours truly
I even got Todd Helton to sign the team ball although my pen was dead so it had to be sharpie. Unfortunately my team ball has become a mixture of sharpie and pen, but oh well. There was one main autograph I was dying to get. I took a picture of Dexter Fowler, our crazy talented rookie, and knew it was another “hang on the wall” worthy photo. Again this is a photo of a photo so not the greatest quality, but you can check it out. Notice the pitchers eyes as he’s in his windup and Dex is taking off to steal. I love this photo.
Dex liked it too and took a long look at it. Maybe, in his Major League infancy he has not seen a photo of himself yet. If this was his first, then I’d be proud to say it was a good one. With the photo autographed, I told Dex I’d see him in Atlanta. He was happy to hear and said he’d see me there.
So I added Todd and Ian to the team ball and got another keepsake one a kind photo signed, the day was starting out perfect.
Poor Carlos Lee-Poor Astros Rockies Open Up A Can and Take the First Game 12-1
Carlos Lee would end up getting heckled pretty good being in left field. I give the guy props though. As the fans were chanting Carlos, Carlos he went along with it putting his hands up in the air and swaying back and forth
Carlos Lee by Tom Walsh
It had me cracking up and for the most part the heckling was pretty tame. There was one idiot who was obviously drunk, wearing a throwback football jersey (always a baseball game must) who felt he needed to yell some incredibly stupid stuff. Sorry Carlos for that guy-he was an idiot.
“El Cabballo” had a rough day as did the rest of the team. The Astros would touch up Ubaldo Jimenez for a few hits early, but that was it. Ubaldo would pitch seven shut-out innings and leave with another win in the bag.
The Astros had some opportunities to get some runs and at least make it a game, especially this guy who had em loaded and couldn’t do anything.
Kaz Matsui by Tom Walsh
It was weird seeing Kaz Matsui, an integral part of the ’07 run, in an Astros uniform, but he chose to take the bigger contract. He had some bad defensive plays at second, but he was able to snag a ball that was hit pretty hard to turn at least one good play. What could have been Kaz, had you not decided to take the money and run?
The big slugger for the Stros, Hunter Pence, didn’t even make a squeak. I’d be fine if I didn’t hear a peep out of him the whole series.
Hunter Pence by Tom Walsh
That pitch blew by for the strike. A lot of pitches blew by for strikes.
This One’s for Jeff
So there are some pictures I take and I have a definite thought in mind. When I saw the wind blowing through this gals hair, I knew it had Jeff and Allen from RSBS all over it. With their love for attractive female broadcasters and their warring over who is the best, I had to add a darkhorse to the mix. This one’s for you Jeff.