So we can't win them all. Home plate umpire, Rob Drake's strike zone was a little wacky fo' sho', but what're you gonna do? I mean, not a lot.
It was real weird seeing Adrian get tossed like that, mostly because you don't typically see him show much in the way of emotion. Instead, if Adrian gets mad at you, he usually will just keep his same straight faced demeanor and then talk in dismissive, only slightly annoyed tones. Like you were stray cat. Not surprisingly, that's how he ended up talking about the incident after the game.
Bud Black got run also, which is good. We are not a team of automatons! There is a soul!
Trevor Hoffman got a save against us. Nobody played the Madonna song I told them to play. This is what happens. You have to get in the other team's head!
I don't blame the fans at the game for clapping for Trevor. In the back of my head, I imagined a scenario where somehow, inexplicably, the entire crowd would all yell, "BONG... BONG..." And then one section, maybe Toyota Terrace, would start doing an imitation guitar riff, while the lower bowl kept going, "BONG... BONG..." Until finally, everybody in the stadium was singing Hell's Bells. That kind of crowd organized chorus is somehow totally doable in Europe at a soccer match, but the best any crowd has ever managed at an American baseball game is We Will Rock You. It's been 30 years, American baseball fans. Let's learn a new tune.
One more quick note: I don't get why Chase Headley felt the urge to leg it out and try to take second base on the play that Ryan Braum threw him out. It would've taken exactly one pitch to the very next batter and Chase would've been on second anyway. Just sayin'.
Padres get another shot at the series win tomorrow. Let's make it happen, boys!