It's the final $2 Tuesday of the year! Will there be Bauxites in the house? Where will they be sitting?
Baseball for a toonie!
By the way, I'm not keen on the term "toonie." It was my fervent hope that we would all learn to call our two dollar coin the "doubloon." Aargh, matey! I did my best, I insisted on calling it a "doubloon" for years. But in the end, they tell me that a fellow must admit defeat....
Oh, to hell with that. Bring a doubloon, see a ball game! Aargh, matey!
That was going to be my entire offering for the day - sometimes I am a lazy sod. Mighty Troy changed my mind.
Mighty Troy is hurting. He was moving gingerly out there last night, running cautiously if there was no need to run hard. When he wasn't between the lines, walking back to the dugout, you could see he's limping a little.
Even more alarming - he actually bounced two throws to Overbay last night. Glaus' single virtue as a defensive player is his arm. It's strong, it's accurate, and he releases the ball quicker than Dan Marino. And his throwing is utterly reliable. So it was surprising when he bounced that first one in the dirt - in his defense, he had moved to his left to cut off a slow roller and then had to throw on the run against his body's momentum. It's a very tough throw, but it was still surprising when Overbay had to scoop it. But the second time was simply shocking - it was a routine grounder, he had all kinds of time, and still sent it over to first on a bounce. Jaws dropped in the press box.
But he did make up for it with the bat, didn't he? I mentioned last night his RBI single, and the contrast with Clayton's dreadful performance shortly afterwards. The big slugger was content to wait on the pitch and drive it the other way for a hit - the light hitting shortstop took three mighty, flailing, futile cuts with two men in scoring position, accomplishing absolutely nothing.
The home run was awfully impressive, too. It was a no-doubter from the moment it left the bat. And that was very strange, because it actually sounded as if he broke the bat. I don't think that's what happened - I think he just didn't get it quite on the good, fat part of the bat. But he hit it so hard, and so square, and so right that it didn't matter. Man, he crushed it.
Mighty, mighty Troy.
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