I can't sleep. So let me set the stage; the Cardinals have a one run lead and it is the bottom of the 9th, 2 outs, runners on first and second, Ryan Franklin is "closing" the game and Miguel Tejada is batting and is hanging tough, there is a 3-2 count, and he is hitting ropes just foul.
DEEEEEP Fly ball to the gap, it looks like it may find grass, to tie the game and maybe have a close play at the plate for the win.
But Oh noes, the speedy Mayor McCheesey is closing in.
Oh no, the ball is in his glove, the game is over, Franklin has enough mirrors to hide his lack of smoke.
But WAIT, is that the ball behind his leg? That isn't his glove. Hmm maybe all hope isn't lost.
Ouch, the Wall-Monster is actually eating Colby Rasmus (SAVE YOURSELF JON JAY!) while the ball is rolling free. The tying run is in, the go ahead run is in!
A sad hack walks off the field with a nifty 9.82 ERA and a new understanding that he has no talent, no ability, and feels great shame.
It has been a lovely first ten days of baseball!