And it got ruined. The score in Cincinnati was reminiscent of the days of yore when we played the Big Red Machine at Riverfront.
I’ve already used “that’s gonna leave a mark” this week and since Friday’s game had an almost 2-hour rain delay, the only thing I could think of is “MacArthur’s Park.” You know, the nonsensical song about a melting park and leaving the cake out in the rain? Made even more confusing when you realize the guy who made it a hit was Harry Potter’s Dumbledore. The 60’s. If you can remember them, you weren’t really there.
Anyway, I think the Giants’ bats got left out in the rain Friday night.
Cincinnati planned a big Cinco de Mayo celebration for Los Rojos to take place–it included a concert with fireworks–after they played Los Gigantes. I hope the die hards–the 50 or so people waiting around for the game to end–enjoyed the show. Front row seats for everybody!
Probably the most exciting play of the night was when Christian Arroyo took Bronson Arroyo deep. The Kid strikes again. Christian and Bronson are not related. Although they share the same last name. They went to the same high school–Hernando High School in Brooksville, Florida. But the year Bronson was being drafted into the bigs, Christian was busy being born.
After delivering several quality starts, Matt Cain stumbled a bit. He gave up nine runs, ten hits and six walks. He struck out two. The bullpen had a tough time too. The Reds scored in every inning but two, and one was the bottom of the ninth–an inning that wasn’t necessary to play.
The final score was: Giants 3, Reds 13
Even if it wasn’t time for the game to end, surely someone could have activated the Little League Mercy Rule—just this once?
I know, I know—there’s no crying in baseball. I’m not crying. Just grumbling a little. And now I crave cake.
Cinco de Mayo, 2017