The GIANTS certainly can’t be accused of counting their chickens before they hatched, and that’s a good thing, we didn’t hatch any chickens. It was just eggs–funny part is the eggs were all over the faces of the baseball experts. The national baseball media, again, tossed out predictions like beads at a Mardi Gras Parade–but this time, of course, they had the GIANTS pegged as the clear front-runner in last night’s game.
To be fair, last night’s game was the GIANTS to lose. We had our Ace on the mound, Bochy went with a line-up that proved itself successful–twice–and the GIANTS played the game at home. According to my calculations MB+LU+ATT=W. I didn’t say it out loud, though, I never went that far–and I certainly wasn’t going to claim victory until the last out in the 9th with the GIANTS in the lead. Didn’t happen.
The game was one that has become increasingly familiar–an old-fashioned pitching duel where both teams held each other scoreless until the 7th. Then things went horribly wrong. The Nationals were up, and with 2 men on and no outs, the Nats hitter laid down a bunt–a SAC bunt–but Bumgarner picked up the ball and fired it to 3rd–and overthrew it. Both runners on base scored, and the hitter who laid down the SAC bunt ended up safely at 2nd. The next hitter in the line-up brought him home with an RBI single. After 7, the score was:
GIANTS 0, Nationals 3
The GIANTS had some scoring opportunities they didn’t cash in. The bottom of the 2nd found Madison Bumgarner at the plate with the bases loaded and 2 outs. GIANTS fans everywhere were thinking the same thing–a Grand Salami. Unfortunately, Bumgarner struck out swinging to end the inning. The GIANTS had runners in scoring position in the 7th, and again in the 9th. The Nationals hit a solo HR in the top of the 9th. Pablo led-off the bottom of the 9th with a base hit, Hunter Pence hit a double moving him to 3rd and Pablo scored on Brandon Crawford’s SAC fly. It proved to be too little, too late, but at least it averted a shut-out. The final score was:
GIANTS 1, Nationals 4
I’m going to on record saying I prefer it when the national baseball media predicts disaster, humiliation and loss for the GIANTS. Because they are almost always wrong–and they end up with egg all over their faces.