Here’s your warning. Remove the children from the room. Cover your eyes if you are offended by off-color language. This is going to be an R-rated rant. Or MC-17, or whatever the fu∗k warning they use nowadays. It won’t be X-rated, obviously, or I wouldn’t have used the ∗ instead of the c in the F-bomb I dropped in the previous sentence.
Whatever happened leading up to the finish of the Cubs/Giants game Wednesday is whatever happened. Home plate umpire Jeff Nelson changed the strike zone more times throughout the game than a teenage girl changes outfits trying to decide what to wear on a Friday night.
But the 3-2 pitch to Joe Panik that was called a strike to end the game? That was total, complete, and utter BULLSHIT. Unbelievable.
BULLSHIT. BULLSHIT. BULLSHIT.
I had to get that out of my system. Because it was bullshit.
I’m not saying it kept the Giants from winning. We will never know. What we do know is the game should never have ended on that BULLSHIT terrible call.
Sorry, still had some residual BS to dump.
The Giants played catch-up the the last few innings of the game.. The good news is—they almost made it.
The Giants owned the first few innings. Brandon Crawford opened up the second inning with a double and scored when Christian Arroyo ground into a force out. Denard Span led-off the third with a home run. And if scoring a run wasn’t enough, he won the heart of every mother in Giants fandom when he looked up after he got back to the dugout and said “I love you, Mom” direct to camera. You didn’t need to be a lip reader to get his message.
The Giants had the lead for a couple of innings, but the Cubs tied it up in the fourth and pulled ahead in the fifth.
The Giants started a comeback rally in the ninth when Eduardo Nunez hit a single and scored on Mac Williamson‘s two-run home run. The Giants solo dinger streak is over. I ain’t mad at them. Now the they can go on a multi-run HR hitting streak.
The final score was: Giants 4, Cubs 5
I apologize if you were offended by my language. People who know me well can tell you I’ve said much worse, and before breakfast even. Hell, I’ve even said worse in church. And it’s still standing. So am I.
Here’s to umpires who need can’t see. May they all get their eyes examined. Or their heads.
24 May 2017