June 1, 2009
Game 50: Reds @ Cardinals
By
Amanda
Posted at 7:12 pm
Edinson Volquez tries to break the Reds’ three-game losing streak by putting Todd Wellemeyer in his place: slightly after himself in the alphabet.
Joining young Volquez on the field:
- Chris Dickerson, CF
- Adam Rosales, 3B
- Brandon Phillips, 2B (out of the cleanup spot??)
- Jay Bruce, RF
- Ramon Hernandez, 1B
- Laynce Nix, LF
- Alex Gonzalez, SS
- Ryan Hanigan, C
- Edinson Volquez, P
And you know it’s going to be a good one, since Jeff Piecoro has already drooled all over Pujols for being “the best player in baseball” and George Grande is busy calling him Prince Albert.
Man, I bet those Cardinals wish they had Ryan Hanigan for their catcher.
I’m suprised–nay, stunned–to see Phillips out of the clean-up spot and Jay Bruce in it.
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH, Phillips is so OUT! Even LaRue could throw him out.
Just think…if he’d only still been in the fourth hole, it never would have happened.
Bah, this is a bunch of crap. Oh! Pujols is hurt. I’d like to see him not playing, but ouch!
Whatev, not leaving the game.
Speaking of idiots who play injured, Eric Milton kicked some ass for the Dodgers last night.
Milton (W, 2-0)
IP 5.1
H 6
R 2
ER 2
BB 1
SO 4
HR 0
ERA 3.14
He couldn’t have done that to the Cubs when he was in Cincy?
Uh-oh, Volquez feeling the back spasms again. Jeez, Lincoln is the one loosening?
Three up, three down. Who can change the tide of this game? Where are you when we need you, Javy??
The Reds have had no hits so far; their only baserunner has come off a walk. Sigh. There must be something more interesting to think about…
Ugh. Just when I was starting to wonder what Votto’s personal issue was…Lincoln gives up a homer to Rasmus. Poo.
w00t! Reds are ahead! All I had to do was turn my attention away from the t.v. long enough to clean the char off the George Foreman grill and next thing I know, woo-hoo.
I’ll need to grill chicken breasts more often.
Who the hell is Castillo? Ah, the legendary third catcher. Of course.
Sac fly, truly the best way to score runs.
Sarcasm aside, I guess if you *have* to make an out, you could do it worse ways.
Ooh, Volquez has numbness in his pinky and ring-finger. That’s a pinched nerve, baby.
Dang, the Reds are going to need a damn pitcher.
Dang: non-excellent play out of 1B tonight. Oh, Votto, maybe a little yoga will help you get your stress under control so you can get back and be awesome.
Cool. Ankiel out on an appeal play.
Me: “What is he doing? Why is he biting his shirt?”
CTS: “It tastes like beef jerky.”
I would have made a security blankie reference, but the beef jerky one is better.
BP with the RBI. Yippee!
George Grande: “It’s his first in June.” Imagine that. Today. On June 1.
We should put up a new poll: “How many weeks will it take Kremchek to diagnose Volquez’s pinched nerve?”
OK, Hernandez gets some 1B cred for those splits he just did. Yowch!
Sounds heard in my house as the Cards score their third run:
Oh! Bad pitch, bad pitch, bad pitch…OOOOHHHHHH NO.
Passed ball my ass, that mo-fo was wild.
Dude, weird game. Appeal play at second, score on a passed ball, and now Nix gets to file when LaRue drops swinging strike 3.
HPB. What’s next? Balk?
After 11, and time for some Red Hot Sleep. Cross your red hot fingers that Cincinnati can hang in for one more half-inning.
Wow, was Rick Ankiel brutal, or was he brutal? Dude seriously forgot to eat eat his Wheaties: Struck out swinging in the first, hit into a DP in the third, uncorked a wild throw in the fourth to set up Nix’s two-run double, got doubled off base on an appeal play to end the sixth, and struck out looking in the ninth. Many thanks, Rick. Your check is in the mail!
Volquez – I think that’s a pinched nerve too. Ulnar nerve entrapment. Doc KreemeCheese will figure it out…a week or two after the All-Star Game.