Whoo boy, what a game. Cowboy Jeff Brantley up here in the box. Belt high and goodbye, that's what I like to say. Boy do I love me some Edwin Encarnacion. No way I'd call out my employer's starting third baseman after 6 at bats into the season. No way. You're clutch! You're a goddamned clutch player and that's why he's out there. Whoo boy, nice win boys. Eddie can I buy you a steak dinner? Come on, I didn't mean all that stuff about Freel starting tomorrow, I know there's a lefty out there. It was taken out of context. I was just emotional. Belt high and goodbye! See I'm still your pal. Sure he made another error, aiming his throw home over at Dusty, and Bruce Villanch probably had a better chance of laying down that 9th inning bunt but someday, with a little work, Encarnacion could become Joe Randa [except with talent to get more than Justin Germano and Travis Chick, (who of course turned into Everyday Eddie) at the trade deadline] and win opening day games in the last at bat rather than the 2nd game of the season. But he's got time. And for today, the author is quite pleased.
Arroyo, with the exception of the Stephen Drew homer, which is like a punch in the guy, pitched well enough; Big Frucking Nasty reminded us that its the regular season by getting roughly 1/2 of the hitters he faced out (see you in Louisville this May!); and Affeldt pitched like he's never tasted fresh pineapple, which is something everyone needs to do before they die. But whoa Nelly let me tell you 'bout Kent Mercker. He parked his Winnebago outside the bullpen and tossed up some tasty 40 year old salad. The offense, led by the interpid Corey Patterson and Keppinger rolling singles up the middle, looked respectable out there tonight. Sure Griffey's bat has early season pleurisy and Donk only singled by outsmarting the slow witted Snakes, but it'll come around. And Paul Bako, we'll ignore the 0 for 3 in exchange for a pick off any day, or some days anyway. Not any day, sometime you'll have to warm up that bat of yours and power one past the pitcher. Nice first win of the season over quality opposition. Reds! Reds! Reds!
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Delicious! That was such a good game, I damn near got some on me!
How about Thom Brennaman's obsession with The Cowboy not having a sheet on his bed? What the hell was that about and why was it mentioned ad nauseum? Throw some boots on Cowboy. Sleep on the floor, Cowboy. Do you really need a pillow, Cowboy?
Maybe the reason Brennaman's so dour all the time is because it's the only way he can deal with the complicated feelings the Cowboy arouses in him.
Does the host have any ideas on creating a Thom Brennaman drinking game that involves the wearing of a cowboy hat?
Was that Jose Rijo on the mound today? The kid looked good
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