Tagged: Randy Wells

Behold…

…The Holy Grail of ballpark food!

This is what they’d serve in heaven. If I believed in that sort of thing.
 
 
I got it. Finally. It was glorious. I shall never eat anything else at Miller Park ever again.*
 
 
 
Also, my Boys managed to sweep the Cardinals over the weekend and take sole possession of the NL Central. (Many thanks to NL Player of the Week, Prince Fielder!) Only to lose to the Cubs last night in a 1-0 heartbreaker. Thus, top honors are currently shared by Milwaukee and St. Louis. For now. I’m pretty confident last night’s loss was a fluke. Because the Cubs suck. It’s a hard-nosed fact. (Seriously. Are they ever gonna abandon that ‘W’ flag? It’s not like they ever actually win anything.)
 
Tonight Yovani Gallardo (8-3, 3.96 ERA) shoots for his 9th win against Randy Wells (1-1, 6.50 ERA). The Crew has a pretty solid line-up to face Wells and the assorted no-name players behind him. Campana? LeMaheiu? Montanez? I don’t know who you are! Are you actual players or just people plucked randomly from the dilapidated stands at Wrigley Field to fill the empty slots in Mike Quade’s line-up?
 
Regardless, the Brewers are winning tonight. And the 2 games after that. Because, again, the Cubs suck.
 
And I have on my “Worst State Ever” t-shirt. (Worst State Ever being Ill-annoys. Duh.)
 
Go Brewers!
 
 
 
 
*Total lie.
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This chick sure digs the long ball!

Sorry for the hiatus. I promised a Monday post and, as it’s now Wednesday, this one is going to be a bit longer than I had anticipated. (Good thing I was taking notes all weekend!)

Friday. Brewers 3, Cubs 2

Danny Gokey Day here in Milwaukee proved to be eventful. The poor guy looked crazy tired, but he managed to belt out a pretty amazing National Anthem.

 

The first pitch? That didn’t go as well. A bit high, but at least it crossed the plate.

Gah, how annoying to have that American Idol camera that close to your face since 5am!

On to the game. Dave Bush, my favorite high-socks wearing pitcher, gave up a couple of runs early on, but then settled into a nice (eh) pitcher’s duel with Randy Wells (?). We all know I’d rather see some action. I guess I did when Aramis Ramirez separated his shoulder diving to stop a Ryan Braun liner to third. And, sorry that he got hurt and all, but the ball was still in play. Run to second, RB. Granted, there wasn’t really any more offense that inning, but still. JJ Hardy smacked a homerun in the sixth for the first Brewers run and Braun blasted one after a wild pitch advanced Corey Hart in the bottom of the eighth to take the lead and prompt a nice 1-2-3 visit to the mound by Trevor Hoffman.

Ah, Hell’s Bells. Can’t get enough! (Love the leg kick!)

 

Saturday. Brewers 12, Cubs 6

As we were unable to skydive due to low cloud cover (boo!), we all pretty much just sat around and drank until it was time for the game. Then we watched and drank some more. Since it was the longest baseball game known to man (not including a 20-ish minute delay due to the lights going out at Miller Park), you can imagine how much that might have been.

This is the kind of game I love. I’m not much for favoring pitchers and defense in a game. Give me the bats and the long ball. That’s what I live for. The Brewers got an early lead, and held on to it. Yovani Gallardo may have only pitched 5 innings, but he managed to hold the Cubs to 2 runs. The score stood at 3-2 in favor of the Crew until the bottom of the seventh, when Milwaukee batted around and then some, scoring 6 runs along the way, including back-to-back homers by Craig Counsell (haha!) and Ryan Braun. Braun’s came after a pitch by Ryan Dempster in the fifth grazed the top of his helmet. Maybe. Either way, he stared Dempster down before trotting off to first.

The top of the eighth wasn’t so lucky for the Brewers. Jorge Julio and Todd Coffey combined for 4 runs, bringing the Cubs within 3 and prompting Hoffman to warm-up in the bullpen. He could relax, though, as another outbust by Milwaukee bats let him sit back down and watch the rest of the game.

Sunday. Brewers 2, Cubs 4

Ugh. Happy Mother’s Day. Right.

The pink bats usually help, but I guess they only helped the Cubs this year. An early 2-0 lead for the Brewers was quickly erased by a 2-run homer from Alfonso Soriano off of starter Jeff Suppan. They scored 2 more and Milwaukee’s bats were silent the rest of the game. I did have a good time with my mom though, so that’s good. And it was nice to not have any Cubs fans rubbing a win in our faces afterwards. Afterall, the Cubs lost the series and Sunday’s win was nothing to gloat about.

As Monday was an off-day, I anticipated seeing some players at work. Although, of all the guys that have been spotted, I’ve managed to miss them all so far. Lo and behold, I get a text from Mol about 20 minutes too late. Yovani Gallardo was shopping in men’s dress shirts. I was already on my way out the door. Damn!

But I swear I saw Mark DiFelice. No one else did, so it probably wasn’t him. And he wasn’t as tall as I remembered. Maybe I’ll still tell people I saw him to sound a teeny bit cooler.

And last night was definitely my kind of game! While I was at my dad’s softball game and checking the Brewers game on my phone, the score never changed from a 3-2 Marlins lead.

As I walked in to Leff’s afterwards, the whole place erupted. A Rickie Weeks homerun tied it up. This was quickly followed by Prince Fielder’s second HR of the night. (His first was responsible for the Crew’s first 2 runs.) Mike Cameron tacked on a bit of insurance in the 8th with a solo shot of his own and then, Hell’s Bells yet again! It was impressive, of course, but I think that Leff’s needs to blast the AC/DC just as loud as Miller Park does. I just like pretending to have that experience.

In other, non-game news, Milwaukee signed veteran outfielder Frank Catalanotto to a minor league contract. I’m gonna go ahead and say he won’t be in the minors for long. As a left-handed bat, he could be a good replacement for the large-headed Brad Nelson, who, by the way, struck out AGAIN in a pinch-hit situation. Poor Manny Parra kicked *** last night and then that big, dumb, oaf of a guy comes in to bat for him and sucks like always. Smooth move, Ken Macha. Don’t you know this guy is worthless?

And my favorite bit of baseball from the past week was this little quote by Macha, referring to the ball that supposedly hit Ryan Braun in the helmet Saturday night:

“The league frowns upon people throwing at people’s heads.”

Haha!

Go Brewers!