
So, Dusty called off the dogs. Owings, who looked very much like a pitcher at the plate, didn't throw all that poorly. Actually, I take that back. Two home runs allowed to Mike Cameron in a career is too much. One game? Come on Micah. And he was assured of the loss through a spectacular meltdown by the bullpen. Might as well get it all out in one night rather than spreading a fine layer of shit/shittiness over the season schedule. Burton, let's never give up a hit to Jason Kendall again.
One of the few positives was Dickerson's shot to right at which time the Brewer's broadcast, which gets a better signal than Cincinnati over the MLB internet package, took a commercial break and showed a graphic under Looper stating that Mike DiFelice was in the game. Maybe that had something to do with every single player on the field wearing the same number. I like Jackie and the widow Robinson, but I think even they would agree it's a little confusing. Regardless, nice work by number 42. I look forward to seeing you in left, only, and I'm serious here, when a right-handed pitcher is on the mound. Those are Dusty's rules and there's no flexibility. Reds to Houston Friday.
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