Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Mets 9, Brewers 8 F/11

Many of my co-workers laughed at the thought of my attending a Mets/Brewers game at Shea on a Tuesday night. "Have fun," they snickered. But as is evident from the slew of beisbol posts on Slack, I'm a big fan of the sport, and I can have fun watching just about any team at any level, from Little League to the Bigs and everything in between. Hey...I live for this.

Last night's game featured just about everything a fan could ask for, an incredible game worth every penny of admission. The Mets and Brewers hit seven homeruns, tying the record for most longballs ever hit at Shea in one game. There were three or four clear-cut Webgems, including shortstop Bill Hall's over-the-shoulder grab in short center and Carlos Lee's diving grab in left field. There were deficits and comebacks, early runs and late runs, extra innings and lots of tension. Honestly, this game was an eephus pitch and an inside-the-parker away from being perfect.

You want offense, you like homeruns? The Brewers hit five total dongs, four of which came off Victor Zambrano in the first inning and a third, in a span of only five hitters. The first of those shots came from El Caballo Carlos Lee, who jacked one out of the Stadium in the first as I guffawed audibly. How about a homer in the top of ninth by the Favre-ian Geoff Jenkins to take the lead, and a homer in the bottom of the ninth by Mike Cameron to tie the game?

And Bonus Cantos never hurt nobody (after name-dropping Mike Cameron, I have to use a double negative or two). Eleven solid innings of baseball ended with a bases loaded walk -- Julio Santana obviously frightened by Piazza's big bat and no place to put him. There were some great plays and some bad plays, but Bill Hall totally ruined this game for the Brewers, first with the bat, then with the hole-y glove.

In the top of the 11th, Hall failed to lay down a sacrifice bunt with runners on first and second and no outs; instead he lined out to right field, killing a potential run-scoring inning. And maybe that was Ned Yost's call, but it was a flat-out terrible decision. What are they playing for, a big inning in the 11th?! He could have bunted the runners to second and third, the Mets would have walked Russell Branyan to load the bases for the double play, and then you take your chances with Damian Miller with ducks on the pond. Seriously, this decision made zero sense.

Then Hall missed a Mike Cameron screamer hit directly at him in the bottom of the 11th. Instead of first and third with no outs, Hall would have easily doubled up David Wright at first, leaving the bases empty with two outs. Next thing you know, the Brewers intentionally walked the bases loaded and Piazza's pinch-hitting. Game over.

Still, that game was fun as hell. It only took four and a half hours, but it only felt like four hours and 15 minutes. Here are some other notes from the game:

--Carlos Beltran hit the ball hard every time up. The only problem was that he hit the ball at someone every time. The end result: In a 9-8 game, Beltran went 0-6 including two double plays, meaning he made eight outs. Yikes. That's what professionals call a "tough night."

--One of the between-inning scoreboard features that never fails to spark laughing and pointing is the stadium's Kiss Cam, where the cameras pick out two people and put them on the big screen. It's then their decision to either kiss or not. It's always funny when they put up a brother and sister combo or "just best friends." (One of my favorite stories came from Cincinnati, when a parole officer happened to be at a Reds game and saw a wanted criminal on the screen -- he was promptly arrested).

Well, they did the Kiss Cam in the early innings. Later in the game, during a different cheesy scoreboard segment like "Smile Cam," they put these two college-looking girls on camera. They didn't realize their heads were on the big screen until someone pointed it out to them. Immediately, the girl on the right grabbed her friend by the head and planted a huge kiss right on her mouth. She really Frenched the hell out of her! She Freedomed her real good! Those lucky enough to be paying attention were treated to a nice little show.

--In between the top and bottom of the 9th inning, as Milwaukee closer Derrick Turnbow trotted out to the mound, the Shea A/V squad played some Rocky music to pump up the 10,000 or so remaining fans. Just out of habit I started to break into the legendary "If I can change" speech from Rocky IV, and it totally cracked up these two colored gentlemen in front of us who had been yelling "Adrian."

I mean they completely lost it, they loved it for some reason. I quoted one little line and all of a sudden I'm Eddie Griffin at Def Comedy Jam, making these guys scream "Ho snap, son!" while they rolled in the aisles. I should have followed with a "Yo, yo, yo, so check this out..." but I let it die. It felt great. Now I know what D.L. Hughley feels like when he plays the Apollo.

So thanks to Snacks for the ducat...good times at Shea.

Slack Song of the Day: Since my boss has been out of the office the last couple days, I've been listening to a ton of music at the office. It's given me a good chance to find some new stuff, like this 7/1/05 show from The Breakfast. Take a good listen to this if you have time, I'm seriously impressed with these guys. But if you're short on time, here's May Fly Disarray. Their song Language of the Gods is pretty cool, too. Enjoy!

6 Comments:

At 1:38 PM, Blogger ahren said...

screw you and the mets. stupid bill hall.

 
At 1:49 PM, Blogger PaulNoonan said...

We're just destined to be forever 2 below .500, or worse. It was destiny. Lousy Hall.

 
At 2:01 PM, Blogger Ace Cowboy said...

Hey, I just report on these things, don't blame me.

Rickie Weeks looks more than legit at least.

 
At 3:24 PM, Blogger John Howard said...

As a Mets fan who will probably never get to a game at Shea (or any future stadium they move to) I'm jealous.

 
At 5:37 PM, Blogger ethan said...

how did you like weeks' sheff-like waggle?

that shit is hot to trot.

 
At 9:02 AM, Blogger Slack LaLane said...

Good stuff. Teufel-essque.

 

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