photo illustration by Samara Pearlstein
Rain delay? Pssh, doesn’t bug US! Team that beat the kibble out of us early in the season? Pssh, that was then, this is now! Night following a high-scoring game? Pssh, we spit upon stupid baseball superstition! Pitchers other than Jimmy Gobble? Pssh, we laugh at them ALSO!
Stupid baseball superstition, in case you’re beatifically unaware, states that if a team scores a stinkin’ lot of runs one night, they have to suddenly find themselves unable to hit on the subsequent night, because they will have ‘used up’ all their hits or ‘burned out’ all their bats. Yesterday the Tigers scored 19 runs on 18 hits. Tonight they scored 7 runs on 12 hits. Stupid baseball superstition can bite our fuzzy little tiger-striped butts.
As with the previous game, I would feel kind of bad hyping up the Tigers batters for credit, because the scoring was pretty clearly the result of terrible Royals pitching. Kyle Davies threw 96 pitches in four innings and that had nothing to do with the rain.
Kenny, however, had a very good game, only tossing 80 pitches in six innings. That’s not, like, amazingly awesometastical or anysuchthing, but it would certainly have been good enough to get him through an additional inning or two if we hadn’t had an extremely long rain delay. He gave up four hits (mostly to Mark Grudzielanek, who appears to have a secret mental bond with Kenny that allows him to know what pitch is coming), one run, and one walk. He also struck out four, which is all kinda of good compared to the single walk. That’s more the Kenny we knew and loved elsewhere/elsewhen and less like the Kenny we’ve been seeing for much of the year, the one who has more walks than Ks to his name.
There was one super weak moment of the game. Apparently the Royals do the whole kiss cam thing, and at one point they focused on Verlander and Miner, who were next to each other on the rail. The Tigs refused to play along, not even to the point of chaste kisses on the cheek. Andy Van Slyke was laying into them afterwards, as he should have done. As Rod Allen so succinctly and appropriately said, “Ain’t nothin’ wrong with a little peck on the cheek.”
Anyways, are we sure this is the same team that eviscerated us in April and May? I mean, are we REALLY sure? Because it seems kind of impossible.
Wednesday’s game is Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrmando vs. Zack Greinke’s nerves, at 2:10 pm EDT. Awful start time, that. I blame Kansas City and all its other fake time zone ilk. Go Tigers!