I went to go drink to help process this day. At the bar, the air conditioner was busted, there were four taps, but only one was connected to anything and that was connected to Bud Light. And then that tap broke. Seemed like a reasonable metaphor for the Reds organization.
Anyway, I watched the game, but left after Votto and Phillips hit back to back jacks. I knew that would be the high point. I still cannot believe Walt didn't move Weathers at the deadline, and it came back to bite us in the ass tonight. Tip of the cap to Justin Lehr and Adam Rosales for (barely) keeping us in it during the early going.
I don't have any humorous or interesting tidbits to add. My heart is not in it right now. But if you need a place to discuss the game (the game thread's a little full), here you go.
|Final - 7.31.2009||1||2||3||4||5||6||7||8||9||R||H||E|
|WP: Franklin Morales (2 - 0)
SV: Huston Street (27)
LP: David Weathers (2 - 3)