We may now discuss That Which I Could Not Have Previously Discussed: The fact that every time I’ve hostessed a game thread this season, the Reds won. The world is now a darker place.
At the end of last night’s highly disappointing dustup, we here at Redleg Nation established that everybody poops, even Tanner Roark, who gave up a homer in the first, and Puig, who errored (people who rotate their socks for daily wear might argue that’s not a real word, but it is real; you’ve just not heard it because I made it up right this second, but it exists on the internet and everything, and it’s a lot more fun than “erred” or “committed an error” and look I’ll just take what I can get at this point) so badly that two runs scored and we lost and I turned on this week’s tape of Property Brothers several batters early.
But the important part is that everybody is also friends:
When your teammate is down, you pick him up. pic.twitter.com/6fmhIuNQXG
— Cut4 (@Cut4) April 25, 2019
Also, Marty’s got circus tent:
Marty incredulous, “He said E9. That’s wrong. That cannot be. That’s a terrible scoring decision. They scored that an error all the way.” Then after correcting it, “I was getting ready to throw a circus tent over that bunch right there.” Marty hates bad scoring decisions. #reds
— TitanicStruggle (@TitanicStruggle) April 25, 2019
I’m not here to tell Castillo how to pitch but I am here to remind him to please run in the general direction of first when he is batting and the ball goes anywhere but in the catcher’s glove.
Guy named Julio Teheran is pitching tonight, whatever. The big takeaway from the historical record of Thursday, April 25, 2019 is that I did an hour of Pilates today to atone for the Four Days of Easter Sugar and at one point we had to do this thing where we lay face-up on the mat with a playgroud ball between our knees and our butts in the air and then we had to put one leg in the air and use the other leg to push ourselves off the floor.
It sounds fun but it wasn’t. It was just indecent in all possible ways.