Drip
While hopeful fans and commercial journalists fell over themselves after the locals' 10-9 comeback victory, Diamondhacks attention was, of course, fixated elsewhere.
Drip. Drip.
Arizona's heretofore watertight relief crew showed their first signs of leakage as Brandons Medders & Lyon - and Valverde - pitching an inning apiece with the game on the line...each gave up a late run. Lyon two.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
The Atlanta Braves banged out sixteen hits in all.
Drip. Drip. Drip-drip.
We also couldn't help but notice John Thomson's brow.
The sight of a damp pitcher in an indoor facility is no particular cause for medical alarm - stained caps and uniform tops are commonplace.
But water was trickling off the brim of Thomson's cap like a creaky Bangkok air conditioner.
In July.
Drip. Drip-drip. Drip. Drip-drip. Drip.
For the sake of the women and children in the stands, can somebody please wipe John Thomson down?
No. Not this John Thompson. He already has a towel.
A total of 14 runs in the first inning in the last two games! SHEESH! Having to come back from that sort of thing regularly is a little too much excitement!
It used to be "Spahn and Sain, then pray for rain."
But with the closeable roof, what do you do after Webb?
Kellia
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