Noticed this the whole time Roenicke was talking, pretty much. It just seems to fit. The anger—it was real. No doubt, it was real. Our hometown and/or favorite team’s right fielder took a seemingly innocent* hit on the rear, but, think if that were just up a bit higher, and it would have been the kidneys. Isn’t it illegal in boxing to hit someone in the kidneys area, or am I thinking of a different sport?
* = at 95 mph, maybe innocent is a bad choice to use for a description
On a lighter note, I was imagining a scenario in which the (rightfully) angry manager ordered some Tabasco for his visiting manager’s office, and gulped down a few drops in order to make the full transformation into steely-eyed, flush-faced Roenicke. Or, I don’t know. To tell you the truth…I’m still angry! And the team won, and Lucroy hit beautifully, and I’m angry at the other team. Help! I mean, Elian Herrera was even useful, again. The world is a dangerous place, kids. Very dangerous. Kirk Gibson is sucking on an emery board, as we speak.