Showing posts with label Franklin Gutierrez. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Franklin Gutierrez. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Home Runs, Hurting and Hannahan

Last night's homerlicious game was, um, interesting. You know the details by now, so I'll spare you a recap.

However, here are a few salient points from section 103.

Magglio Ordóñez hit a grand slam. Don't waste your breath pooh-poohing that home run because it was off a 79 MPH curveball over the heart of the plate. I'm determined to enjoy it, and hope that it breeds confidence (and bat speed).

Franklin Gutierrez slammed into the right field wall on a spectacular attempt--he almost held on to that ball--think about that for a minute after you've watched the replay. He was laying on the ground just to the right of where I was sitting, and it was a scary few minutes there. I didn't even realize that we scored two runs on the play until after Franklin was up and walking back to the dugout with assistance. I was sure they were going to have to call for a cart and stretcher, but he walked away with elbow and knee contusions. I would like to pass on my best wishes for a quick, complete recovery. It was a horrible feeling, seeing his whole body convulse with pain. I don't wish that on anyone, Tiger killers included.

When Rick Porcello struck out a batter, the CoPa scoreboard flashed the phrase "tRICKed out." Good for a sarcastic laugh, I guess, but please, could somebody help them out here with a worthy slogan for Pretty Little Ricky's strikeouts? I and an entire legion of Tigers fans thank you.

Jack Hannahan's first (does it seem possible that he had two in one night, when his season total is now three?) home run of the night came right to my section, and the guy in front of me put his cap up to make a play on the ball. The ball tore the hat out of his hand and carried it three rows back to a guy who came up with the ball. He did the right thing and threw it back. I made the video highlight on MLB.com. Wowee. Yet another opportunity for friends and family to mimic my every move in comic mockery.

Final point. We came up with the win, but not until after Fernando Rodney gave us our usual dose of "I'm perfect in save situations and perfect at making you sick to your stomach while doing it" magic.

Go Tigers!

Saturday, April 18, 2009

The High Hard Ones

You know the saying about the elevated fastball--can't hit 'em, can't lay off 'em.  That was largely true tonight for the Mariners and Tigers.  Check it out.

In the first inning, Polanco strikes out swinging on the high hard one.

In the third, Franklin Gutierrez also whiffs on the fastball up.

Brandon Inge swings at one up in the zone in the 8th, and pops up.

Ken Griffey Jr. climbs the ladder in the bottom of the eighth and singles to right.

Polanco again fails to lay off in the 9th, and pops up to end the game.

Well, that's all I'm going to say about tonight's game, because to speak on other aspects will only illicit much hand-wringing (Verlander pitches great except for a melt-down in the 5th) and object-throwing (Magglio leaves the bases loaded in the 2nd).