One night after scoring the winning run when Larry decided that the ball was just hit too hard to 3rd for him to bother with fielding, Bruce won it tonight with a walk-off in the 10th. The author decided that since there will likely be plenty of Bruce photos as the season goes on, that I'd feature a photo of the true star, the Foggster. That pitch he's showing you in the photo is his patented Tardball. He learned that when he was working on his GRE. Sadly, after twice giving up leads and heading to the locker room behind with the offense having given him 5 runs, it looks like it may be the end of the road for the big guy. Someone call his mother to pick him up so he doesn't wander off. There's a clause in his contract that provides for a ride home following games so that he doesn't get eaten by wolves.The last two nights, the offense has spoiled fans with some uncharacteristic late-inning heart. After Weathers continued his solid relief work by giving up a bomb to Francouer in the 7th, Dunn lead off the 9th by drawing a walk, his third of the night, and Freel entered to pinch run for him. In another, "Freel is there is carbon monoxide leak in the dugout? Wait, that's some solid hustle and a big time play" Farney guided his master past Bryan McCann and tied the game in the 9th. Then Bruce hit a rocket and celebrated his first career home run by being choked out by teammates at home plate. All of this followed Junior's number 599 in the first. Only one more until he can relax and focus on contracting a unusual debilitating disease, which he can spend on his yacht with his very aggressive children. But the three RBIs do leave room for optimism.
Some sad news to pass along, old friend Tom Shearnminator (along with Justin Lehr, who was having a nice season in AAA) were sold to the Orient. Hopefully, they provide Shearn with a car/house that he can park near the ballpark. Reds! Reds! Reds!
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