Sunday, April 11, 2010
The luckiest SOB on the planet
Pitching ghastly. Runners all over the place. More walks than innings pitched. Sweating bullets the whole game. Throwing more junk than Eddie Harris. Getting his ass saved by Yunel all night. Barely getting through the sixth by the skin of his teeth.
And then the Braves jump all over the Giants' errors, walks, balks and just plan bad pitches. Seven more runs for Lowe, which is as many as Jurrjens, Hanson and Hudson got combined when they all pitched a hell of a lot better than Lowe has this year. It ain't fair, I tells ya. It ain't far.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Rumors of Jason Heyward's demise were greatly exaggerated. I will take any and all Heywards anyone wants to pawn off on some poor sucker before the inevitable Frenchyesque Crater.