You do need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
Not the guys in the Tigers radio booth. After two innings, they said this --
-- would quickly blow over, so "stay tuned" (don't tune away to another
game), and we'd be back to baseball before we knew it.
-- and I was still listening to Mark from Livonia and Derek from
Mount Clemens speculate re why The Resident Managerial Genius
wasn't starting his "A" lineup (Ordonez in RF, Betemit at 3B), and
why he was hitting Andy Dirks third. If anyone needed resting, they
and others reasoned, yesterday was an off day.
Rain clouds filled the air, from Seneca to Cuyahoga Falls.
I did what anyone who heard that Chien-Ming Wang was no-hitting
the Cubs would do: switched to that game.The Curse worked. Right
away, someone got a hit. Two hours after the promised blow-over, play resumed. The relievers took over. Duane Below pitched four perfect innings. American League hitters, look out: Below!
Chad Durbin gave up zero runs over three, and his bullpen mates were equally effective.
The game went into extra innings with neither team eager to score.
David Pauley came on to pitch the fourteenth. Walk, single, intentional walk, hit batter (Koskei Fukudome). Game over.
A walkoff hit by pitch. Never seen that before, and may never see it again. Well worth staying up until almost two in the morning.
Maggie is fast asleep under the covers. She doesn't know what happened. Will she be surprised in the morning! That is, the morning in which the sun comes up.
But I'd better get back there. If she does wake up and find me gone, she might think I've got a girl friend.
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