catslash: (long day)
( Oct. 1st, 2006 05:47 pm)
'Stros are eliminated and Tigers lose the division.

Something good can happen in baseball now, please.
catslash: (say what? - credit _laiset)
( Sep. 26th, 2006 11:18 pm)
Playoffs math makes my brain hurt. Magic numbers and elimination numbers and games back and games forward and games upside down and I just don't even know. I probably made a post like this last year.

I know the Tigers' magic number right now is four. I know the Astros' elimination number is five, and we are suddenly a game and a half back in our division (seriously, what the hell? Not that I'm complaining, but where did they come from? And who killed the Cardinals?). But I'm not sure which I should place more weight on, those numbers or games back. I mean, obviously, the elimination number can do whatever the hell it wants, if the Astros stay even half a game behind the Cards they're getting nowhere, so can I just disregard it at some point? Is an elimination number of five with five games left on the schedule in any way meaningful?

Understand here that for the last week I've been thinking about just the magic number, which makes more sense to me, and maintaining a slim division lead and praying the Royals can pull one out against the Twins, and now the Astros would like me to think in the opposite direction. I have a lot more teams to root for tomorrow. The last week before playoffs can get so complicated. I suppose the elimination number is basically the magic number backward, but I've never been good at thinking backward. So, whatever. Go, Tigers! Go, Royals! Go, Astros! Go, Padres! Oh, and also, go Orioles, because the Yankees can get the hell away from our best AL record!

. . . did I miss anyone?
catslash: (astros)
( Jul. 29th, 2006 12:33 am)
Luke Scott (that would be the dork with the backwards hat in my icon) hit for the cycle tonight! YAY!
catslash: (astros)
( Jul. 12th, 2006 01:58 pm)
Astros got Aubrey Huff! *dances* If we're lucky, maybe he won't get hit with the limp bat disease! =D
catslash: (fantasy pint)
( Jul. 4th, 2006 01:32 am)

I know I should be all upset because the Red Sox lost to the Devil Rays and everything, but there's no embarrassment in losing to a pitching performance like that. And Kazmir! A complete game two-hit shutout against that offense! That is so impressive, and his bullpen had best be getting him trashed right now. The boy earned it.

It is also worth nothing that Clemens pitched tonight and received *gasp!* RUN SUPPORT from the Astros. It is a miraculous sort of day, isn't it?
catslash: (stopped listening - credit allthewhatifs)
( Jul. 2nd, 2006 08:30 pm)
Blah blah All-Star Game whatever. We all knew Ozzie Guillen was going to be a giant doucheburger and stuff the AL team with as many White Sox as he could get away with, and we also knew that a lot of excellent players would get overlooked in favor of either completely inexplicable choices or the fact that each team has to have a token representative.

Boys from my teams who made it, because if I'm rereading this in six months I'm gonna wish I'd made a list: Papi, Mark Loretta, Manny, Bronson Arroyo, Ivan Rodriguez, Kenny Rogers, Jon Papelbon, and Lance Berkman's token Astro self in reserves. Justin Verlander is in the running for the AL Final Vote. All of this is, of course, subject to change based on who ends up dropping out.

Last year I was all pissed off because my Houston boyfriend Morgan didn't make the team. (He did end up getting in after whoever the hell from the Cards had to drop out.) This year, I just don't care. There are countless deserving candidates and not enough spaces, to say nothing of the silly politics and name recognition.

So I could get all worked up over unfair exclusions and Ozzie Guillen sucks and blah blah, or I could sit back, eat some popcorn, watch everyone else get worked up, be glad most of my boys get a break to gear up for the second half, and hope to god every last White Sox player participating breaks an ankle.
catslash: (Bondo fist pump)
( Jun. 28th, 2006 11:32 am)
Damn. Looks like I'm still Rocket poison. I was hoping that was just a 2005 thing, and I'd be able to watch his starts this year without the very presence of my attention dooming him to a no-decision at best, but not so much, apparently. Just like each of the few times I watched him start last year before I wised up, he had a beautiful outing and the offense helpfully got themselves shut out. Sorry, Roger. I won't do it again. (Though probably it would also help if you didn't try to kill the umpire and end up forcing Garner's hand. Just a thought.)

Although, obviously, it wasn't just me over here. Nate Robertson had a lovely outing, shutting down the (admittedly sadsack) Astros offense for seven innings, with six hits, three walks, and four K's. He also recovered nicely after making an embarrassing throwing error that let Preston Wilson get to third. Zumaya did the job in the eighth, a little shaky at first but getting himself neatly out of trouble, and Rollercoaster Jones had (omg GASP) a perfect ninth.

Also, a special note for the Tigers offense: Alexis Gomez got his first Major League homerun in the eighth inning.

And the crowd last night. I'm used to hearing noise at ballgames. Every Red Sox home game is sold out, and Fenway is always deafening in tight spots and on big plays. The crowd gets into the game and tries to carry its players through on sheer volume. I don't remember hearing that sort of noise very often for my other teams, and possibly never for the Tigers.

Last night, Comerica Park sounded like Fenway. The crowd screamed for Nate as he fought to get that last out in the seventh and eradicate the mistake with Preston. The crowd screamed for Zumaya as he battled back from allowing two baserunners, recording two K's in a row to clean it up. The crowd screamed for Tigers hitters in full counts, for Craig Monroe's two-RBI double to break the scoreless tie, for Alexis's homer. That crowd made Comerica ring last night, and I wonder if it's ever heard that sort of noise in its few years' existence before.

This team deserves that noise level, and I hope they get to hear it again. With a 53-25 record, they continue to hold first place in the MLB and in their division. This has been amazing to follow, and has just completely devoured my brain. Detroit seems closer than Boston right now, and much as I want to step back and take a breath and pay some attention to my first baseball love as well, there always seems to be a reason these days why the Tigers game is more compelling than the Red Sox. Today I am far more excited about the Verlander/Pettitte matchup than about Pedro's return to the mound at Fenway. (Although this is at least partly because I've never seen Pedro in quite the same way since his graceless, childish, whiny departure from Boston. Go if you must, that's how the game is played, but there's no need for the self-serving parting shots. I don't care a whit about Pedro and probably never will again.) What the Tigers are doing this year after what they have done for nearly a decade and a half is nothing short of astonishing, and I can't seem to tear my eyes away long enough to give the Red Sox the attention they deserve, or my poor mediocre Astros the love they seem to need right now. I feel a little guilty, like a parent who does, in fact, secretly have a favorite child, but I am powerless to resist it.

Whoops. Sorry, I didn't mean to spew rambling justification all over you guys. I'll go get you a towel.
catslash: (Default)
( May. 31st, 2006 01:12 am)
My AL teams are grounded. Both of you stand in your respective corners and think about what you have done. Especially Josh Beckett and Todd Jones.

On the other hand, it looks like Clemens has finally signed with the Astros. Everyone on the planet is denying it, but whatever, that just means the ink hasn't dried on the contract yet (or, as a poster at Astros Daily put it, "If you even remotely attempt to read between the lines it should read 'Clemens' pen ran out of ink and we had to find a new one, sorry for the delay.'" Heh). Plsu, they finally managed to win today after sinking all the way down to .500. I am so wearing my Astros hat tomorrow.

Also, the answer to the spot starter conundrum is David Pauley, up from AA. I can't remember if I've seen him pitch for the Sea Dogs or not. Hope this one works out. Or he at least does better than Beckett.
catslash: (houston boyfriend)
( May. 12th, 2006 09:53 pm)



The Astros just ended a six-game losing streak, so up 4-1 on the Rockies in the sixth is pretty exciting. =D
catslash: (say what? - credit _laiset)
( May. 7th, 2006 11:25 am)
Oh shit AND Chris Burke dislocated his shoulder last night. I just love baseball so much.
catslash: (what now?)
( May. 6th, 2006 07:35 pm)
Wow, that bit. Bondo had a shaky outing today, but the offense caught up and we were ahead 6-4. Then Jamie Walker came in and we were ahead 6-5. Then Todd "Rollercoaster" Jones came in, and the Tigers ended up with their first blown save of the season. 6-7 loss. Suck, suck, SUCK. Last minute losses SUCK. Especially when the team worked so hard to get back in it. suuuuuuck.

And of course the Royals couldn't catch lightning in a bottle twice (honestly, it's amazing they managed to win yesterday, so I'm not really mad) and the White Sox won, so we're a game and a half back in the division.

Meanwhile, the Red Sox won, because Rudy Seanez can close a game more effectively than Todd Jones. Well. When he has a six-run lead, anyway. Sox beat Orioles, 9-3. And they are half a game ahead in the division, for a little while longer anyway. Yankees'll win soon, though, and pull back in to tie.

Also, the Astros got shut out by the Rockies. Let's not dwell. They are one game back, and what is up with the Reds leading the division? Clearly we are looking at a Tigers/Reds World Series here. I think we can take 'em.
catslash: (Vance)
( May. 3rd, 2006 11:32 pm)
19-9 record! I love you, Tigers!

Stupid loss! Go away, Red Sox!

One-run win for the 'Stros! Quit taking tips from Foulke, Brad Lidge!

Inside Man is a nifty movie! You'll always be Don Pedro to me, Denzel!

Also, I love the Tigers. A lot. I need a joyous Tigers icon. The ones I have are of awesome Tigers, but don't really convey joy. Can anyone help me out with that? I am not picky; anyone but Rodriguez will do. Bonus points if it's a picture of Bondo showing emotion.
catslash: (Vance)
( May. 3rd, 2006 01:14 pm)
Rain, rain, go away, because not only did you deprive me of the opportunity to boo Farnsworth last night, you are also killing my chances of seeing a Sea Dogs game this week. You suck.

On the plus side, though, since I've spent the last two nights in a bar to catch these games, the rainout meant that the bartender was able to put the Tigers game on a big huge flat screen TV for me. So I drank Sam Adams and watched giant Tigers. It was pretty awesome, especially the part where we completed our second sweep in a row and are half a game behind the White Sox for first place in the division. And really, it might only be May third, but being that close to first or actually in it is never, ever not awesome. The Tigers are exciting me to death this season, and I freely admit that I've been following them more closely than the Red Sox or the Astros - a perennially sucky team having its first winning April in a decade and its best April record since 1984, when they won the World Series, is quite the attention grabber. Our pitching has been madness and we can't seem to stop hitting homers (Jim Leyland would like to see the Tigers win a few without any homers, and while I have to say I agree, since we're not going to be hitting them all season, I also say why mess with a good thing while you've got it? I ain't complainin'!). And may I add that the three game sweep of the Twinkies featured a run total of 33-1?

The Red Sox were first place in my brain the other night, though, in that first game against the Yankees. (Nice segue, eh? Worthy of Tom Caron, that was.) I will say up front that I expected the Yankees to take both games, since they'd been winning and the Red Sox had been playing like shit, but I forgot two things and did not foresee two others.

* I forgot that the Red Sox are historically "meh" on the road. What do we, end up with a .500 road record if we're lucky? We do the bulk of our winning at Fenway.

* I forgot that the Yankees have no pitching. None. Seriously. They have, like, Mariano Rivera and one of Randy Johnson's knees. I didn't forget this exactly - I have happily used it once or twice to taunt a Yankee fan whose major argument was, "The Red Sox are bums!"; really, it was a waste of good logic - but I did forget that just because their offense can carry them past it sometimes, they still have no pitching, and they were coming up against our offense, and we eat bad pitching for breakfast. I do not especially fear the Yankees this year; they are in an even worse situation pitching-wise than they were last year.

* I did not foresee Doug Mirabelli. Having him come back must have provided a lovely boost in morale, as well as a sense of security - who else in the MLB do we want catching Wake? I know I felt more confident as soon as I learned that we weren't going to have to watch Josh Bard pass a scrillion more balls. That said, however, I have nothing against Bard and I hope he follows in Bronson and Rents's footsteps and plays a million times better than he did with us. Here's to batting .400 and getting a perfect handle on every pitch! *raises coffee mug*

* I did not foresee rain. Can't lose a game you don't play.

I would, by the way, highly recommend the experience of watching a Red Sox/Yankees game in a bar (in Red Sox Nation territory, anyway). When the Sox play any other team, it's a fairly calm atmosphere unless the game gets tense, but when they play the Yankees? It's like we're all in Fenway, charged with energy, cheering every Yankee K and Red Sox hit, booing every piece of defense from the Yankees and stupid call from an ump. Plus, for that particular game, we all got to boo Damon and cheer for Belli. Man, that was fun.

As for the Astros - I understand they've been doing a hell of a lot better than this time last year? Plus, the moratorium on negotiating with Clemens has expired, so hopefully we'll re-sign him soon and I can stop listening to every Boston fan and his mom act like he's coming back here. Sorry, guys, not happening. Clemens has a sweet, sweet deal going in Houston and we'd have to offer him half the Nation and Theo's theoretical daughter's hand in marriage to get him to even consider us seriously for thirty seconds. (I would like to add the caveat that I am always, always wrong when I make a firm baseball prediction, so we can expect the announcement that he's signed with Boston any second now.)
catslash: (astros)
( Apr. 4th, 2006 12:22 am)
Aaaand the Astros won 1-0, and the reason that gets a separate post is because of the best quote ever:

"We went with our normal offensive output," cracked first baseman Lance Berkman. "I always tell the guys (pitchers) if they want to win the game, throw a shutout."


By the way, Oswalt got eight Ks in eight innings, with one walk and five hits. I think there's going to be a resurrection of the "Oswalt is studly" theme in this journal.
catslash: (bring it - credit thestickywicket)
( Apr. 3rd, 2006 08:17 pm)

I have been remiss in posting, I know, for reasons including lack of sleep and a loaner copy of Sims 2 (which are not quite as related as you might think, believe it or not). But. Baseball.

. . . yeah, I'm sleep deprived practically to the point of hallucination, so this may not make a lot of sense, but I will try.

Okay. I am currently lacking the money for cable, so I had to go out to a sports bar to watch the game. (I had specifically asked for today off, of course.) And once there, I naturally had to buy food and beer to justify my presence. Poor me.

First of all: Am I seriously going to have to listen to bullshit speculation about Roger Clemens for the next two or three months? Dear Boston media, HE IS COMING BACK TO HOUSTON. EVERYONE KNOWS THAT. GET OVER IT. At least Remy had the sense to point that out.

Whiiiich, oh Remy and Orsillo, I miiiiissed you. I didn't see any of the spring training games, so I haven't heard those two call a game since September. I heard their voices as soon as I opened the door to the bar, and I about cried with joy. (Seriously. Part of sleep deprivation for me is the tendency to cry with little to no provocation. Y'all should have seen me weeping over homemade Sims movies last night, it was embarrassing.) There are many reason why I need to get a new job which will give me fulltime hours, and one of the smaller but important reasons is to have NESN again.

The game itself! Was much yay. It was so good to see Schilling pitch well; what did he give up, two runs on three hits and a walk or two in seven innings? With five strikeouts. And Foulke was, uh, well, it would have been a comparatively good outing last year. Just the one run, and not a homer. Hopefully, he'll improve this year rather than decline. It would be so excellent to have something resembling the '04 Foulke out there.

The offense was pretty sweet, too, and watching a game in a bar is so fun. We cheered the hits, Papi's homer, Lowell's homer, Coco's baserunning and the awesome catch he made in (I think) the seventh - good times! The Red Sox won it 7-3 (so we cheered some more), which by the way is the first time since 2000 that they've won an opening day game. Sweet.

Also, to my excitement, the bar had every game they could find playing on their zillions of TVs, so I got to see a teeny bit of the Tigers, too. I about broke my neck craning it, since the TVs were so awkwardly placed, but Tigers!

This one guy did a great doubletake during one of the times I was up watching: "Wait, is that Kenny Rogers with the Tigers?"

Me, dryly: "Yes, yes it is." Hmph. But the game recap tells me that he give up one run on three hits and no walks with five Ks in six innings. Against the Royals, yes, but still - keep that up, Rogers, and maybe next time I won't wince when I have to acknowledge your presence on my team to total strangers.

Oh, and I missed both of them, but Chris Shelton got two homeruns. I caught the replay of the first one and cheered all by myself. It was great. Guillen also got a homer, so the Tigers also won their opening day game, 3-1.

(Then I went out to the mall and experienced the special tedious hell of filling out job applications, but that's not really the important part, is it?)

The 'Stros opener is currently scoreless against the Marlins in the seventh, and I very much enjoy GameCast's new setup. Very pretty, with more graphics, more information, and showing the strike zone and where the pitches went. In other words, they finally woke up and realized their barebones setup wasn't gonna fly with GameDay around. And OMG, they have a little tiny dot that zings around the little tiny field the represent the ball in play! This is the best ever.

Oh, and forget that scoreless thing, because the 'Stros loaded the bases and then got a run on a wild pitch to my Houston boyfriend Morgan Ensberg. Who then flied out, but still! 1-0 Astros going into the eighth.

Tomorrow I will stay home and listen to the Red Sox, and Friday I will trot my paycheck to the bank so I can buy a month of MLBTV which I probably shouldn't do, but oh well and watch Jeremy Bonderman start the Tigers' home opening game on Monday. Which I also asked off special. Because damn, I am a dork.

Edited because, whoa, Hanley Ramirez is playing against the 'Stros. And he definitely just struck out to end the top of the eighth. Wonder if he fell in the mud, too?


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