photo illustration by Samara Pearlstein
Arrrrrrmando was just one of a great many awesome things to happen in tonight’s game, but what a glorious awesome thing he was. Again a starting pitcher stepped up and threw a better-than-solid outing; I don’t think we’ve had this many in a row all season prior to this. Who knew that all we had to do was trick the rotation into thinking Jeremy Bonderman was dead?
Three hits in 7 innings is great, especially when none of those hits led to runs. In fact, only one was an extra base hit– Loney’s triple. The official site claims this is the first shutout the Tigers have pitched all season, which seems wrong to me, maybe because it’s just so completely unbelievable, but what the heck, if it is, even more reason to give Mr. Galarrrraga top billing here. Arrrrrrrrmando gave up one walk and struck out five. He now has a 6-2 record. ARMANDO GALARRAGA. Justin Verlander is 3-9. It’s foolish to put too much on any one player, for good or ill, but without Arrrrmando doing what he’s done as a starter, the Tigers would be a paper sack of used kitty litter right now.
Other awesome things from tonight’s game:
–The Nonfight of Infinite Lulz. Normally when a guy gets hit and a pointless nonfight breaks out, you can blame the batter, but this one is squarely on Cory Wade, and I’m not just saying that as a Tigers fan. So Carlos stared down at the mound. Oooooo, DEAL. That’s what batters DO when you hit them high up, buster. He didn’t say anything, and the couple steps he took were immediately headed off by Russ Martin. The whole thing would’ve been a non-nonfight if Wade had kept his mouth shut and gone back to pitching, but no, he had to pop off at Carlos. Weaksauce.
Cabrera wanted to fight SO badly, it was too bad he was doomed to be disappointed. Seriously, though, the second Carlos got hit Miggy was up on the top step, pretty much out of the dugout already, practically QUIVERING in anticipation of the potential brawl. I’m not sure if it was because he’s THAT protective of Carlos/his teammates, or if it was because he’s THAT psyched to fight with opposing teams, or if it was because he was THAT terminally bored, but it was charmingly hilarious regardless.
When the bullpens ran out I lost it and started laughing out loud. Nobody was even fighting! They were standing around! They didn’t even really have time to mill about properly! What’d the bullpens think: “Oh schnauzers, they can’t awkwardly bump into each other unless we’re out there to join in the madness!”? Oh BOYS.
–The River Thames hitting yet another home run and Raburn going 3-for-3. The struggle for playing time has a bunch of outfielders doing wicked things (Thames and Raburn at the plate, Clevlen in the field). Everyone wins! Until someone gets sent down or bumped from regular use; then everyone wins minus one deeply bitter dude.
–Freddy Dolsi pitching well AGAIN, and Brandon Inge’s love for him after the final pitch. Did you see that? He went up and HUGGED him, then backed off and slung his arm around Dolsi, talking to him as they walked off to do the ‘yay we won, celebrate with our victorious selves!’ high five thing. Most pitchers get a pat on the butt, a squeeze of the shoulder if they did particularly well, and Inge is not nearly as touchy as Pudge is. I wonder what made him break out the serious love for Dolsi here… not that I’m complaining, just curious. Highly enjoyable in any event.
Tomorrow the new kid whose name always makes me think of ‘bovine’ and ‘cows’ goes up against Brad Penny, who was clipping his nails in the dugout today during the game. Gross. Go Tigers!