photo by Samara Pearlstein
Falling asleep. Bullets from notes now, maybe cartoons tomorrow. If nothing else, there really should be a cartoon of Coco Crisp’s hair out there. But seriously, I am falling asleep. Sleep. Mmmmmm sleeeeeeep.
–Phil Coke looked so good in this one. It almost makes me nervous, how good he was. Like, can we really trust it? Seven innings, three hits, two walks, zero runs. Two Ks. Ninety-four pitches. Oh, and the win, like that matters. The A’s looked lost against him. Phil Coke!
–Mario made a Coke Zero reference, now nobody else has to. Please.
–Coco Crisp’s hair is seriously spectacular at this point in time. And huge. Mostly huge.
–The bullpen worked precisely as it was supposed to. With the Tigers up by three or less, Benoit came in to pitch a scoreless 8th and Papa Grande pitched a scoreless ninth. Three up, three down each. AS IT WAS WRITTEN IN THE STARS.
–The A’s were wearing their yellow jerseys, which actually didn’t look too bad with the white pants and dark green belts. They would have looked better with the green high socks/yellow sanis combo but I don’t think anyone was wearing their socks up. A damn shame.
–Victor Martinez caught Coke, and he had his away gear on. He is still using Mizuno so his chest protector looks just like this:
but the red bit is navy blue, and the blue bit is NEON ORANGE. I love it so hard. More orange, more, MOAR!
(Victor’s home gear, of course, has the blue in the middle and white on the sides. It also looks pretty sharp, but it’s not as tackytastic as the neon orange. Alex Avila has Nike gear which is mostly navy and boring.)
–Speaking of Victor, he also took a foul tip off the replicators in this one. So if he’s sitting tomorrow with mysterious lower body soreness or something, now you know the truth.
—Important Fact of the Day: Mario Impemba used to have a cat named Weezy, after the character on The Jeffersons.
–I like how Ramon Santiago gives himself the fake half-sleeves, between the wrist tape and the wide sweatbands on both arms. He ends up so covered that he may as well just get a longsleeve shirt and cut the elbows out of it.
–Al Alburquerque has declared that he does in fact want to be called ‘Al’, not ‘Alberto’. Fine by me. In related news, I will never ever be able to spell the city name correctly again.
–There were a couple of really nice, Rod-exciting defensive plays from Brandon Inge in this one. He also had two walks. I can hear you revving up your engines of derision, haters, but you just go ahead and spew those words elsewhere.
–Rod really liked Oakland reliever Tyson Ross. He referred to his ‘large frame’ several times, and kept referencing his height (6’6). Pure Rod-bait.
–Gio Gonzalez actually looked pretty darn good too, but he and his batting teammates were just… no match… for the pitching might of, um… Phil Coke. Yeah. It’s as weird to type as it is to read. I would like to get used to typing stuff like that, though, so let’s work on repeating this sort of thing. You hear, Mr. Coke?
–Oakland only managed three hits all night, and two of them were from Conor Jackson the Single N’d. They only had two walks all game long and both of those came from Daric Barton. You may search for meaning in this, as sifting through tea leaf scraps at the bottom of an emptied cup, trying to see prophetic shapes.
–Santiago was 2-for-3 with an RBI. JHonny Peralta was 0-for-2 but walked three times. In fact most of the Tigers were taking walks left and right, which, as you all know, is most rare indeed for Detroit batters. Strange things were afoot in the Coliseum.