Despite a Sausage victory and no gain in the standings, a second Reds victory in a row is welcome refreshment, much like what a beer would feel like if I were having one right now in the beautiful sunshine rather than sitting in front of a laptop (in the beautiful sunshine). Hey, it's only work, right? Come to think of it, I do have a beer in my office. (It's to bring to the Nats game tonight, I swear!) I'll just settle for this coffee...
And by some miracle, it was a one run victory, squeaked out despite BP's 9th inning potentially tragic error and Stormy's potential tragic twin walks. A week ago, the Reds would not have pulled that one off. In fact, a week ago, that game would have ended with a Lance Jerkman three-run bomb over that stupid hill in the Asstros' outfield. Sure was lucky to get that double play to end the game...god knows how moronic it was for Jerry to pull Dunn and Encarnacion in a one run game. If the Asstros had tied it, the Reds would never have been able to score with that joke of a lineup. BUT - it worked out! Four leaf clovers are growing in Redsland!
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