What a circus! Canadians chucking beer cans at babies in the front row! Oh the humanity! I texted my sister at the time that "no one can be held responsible for anything at this point. Fans or players. It's the baseball apocalypse!"
Regarding the fluke throw back to the pitcher that somehow hit Choo's hand in the box, Wes wrote: "A real horsholm move by Texas. Seriously? Fuck this shit. Going to bed. Worse or just as bad as the Gallaraga call. Baseball is ruined." But he later clarified that it was the home plate umpire calling "dead ball", not knowing the rules, which ruined baseball.
And leave it to Tulo to ensure the craziest inning of all time ends with a whimper, popping out to the catcher, with the emotionally bruised Texas reliever brushing past him, talking shit, even after giving up Joey Bats' majestic bomb. Tulo probably replied like that dork in Half Baked, "hey! I'm somebody's BITCH!"
I'd cursed that fucktard Goins all series for going 0/18 with 9 k's, stranding a dozen, but the dude saves the ball game with two fine defensive plays late in the game; especially in the 6th with a tremendous sliding backhand up the middle on an Andrus grounder, stranding the guy at third, ending the inning. A perfect segueway for E2 and his titanic blast into the upper deck to tie the game at 2. God that was gorgeous.
Poor Andrus, though. Robbed of that hit. Caught stealing third to end the 3rd inning. All three errors in the 7th involved him and then he misses out on his chance at redemption by stranding two guys on base making the final out in the 8th via the K. He'll probably hang himself at some point this winter, if Beltre doesn't strangle him to death first.
Lost in all the mayhem were the six brilliant, quick innings of mound artistry from Stroman and Hamels. Both lineups are fulll of swagger and spice and everything un-nice, but those guys were in the groove. It was also the most consistent strike zone in recent memory. Crazy shit also went down and the umps kept their cool, met together to confer on important matters, and even though the home plate ump botched the deflection call he took it to replay to make sure his crew got it right. So many close pitches, nibbling at the corners, impervious to the furious crowd, the home plate ump was still able to resist getting emotionally pulled into the Toronto vortex or give in to the pitiful Texas dugout bitching. Fair play to ye, sirs!
My sister asked if Tulo actually cracked a smile at the end of the game amidst the jubilation. I told her The Glass Man actually cracked a rib while hugging Pilar. His status for the ALCS remains up in the air.
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