Monday, May 19, 2008
It would have been a spectacular game from him anyways-- the strikeouts were crazy-- but what a glorious no-hitter it was. And the catch from Jacoby to preserve it, wow, talk about a heart attack after the fact. It was a good catch at the time, but as the game wore on and everyone became aware of what, exactly, that catch had made possible... eeep eep eep.
AT FENWAY! This was at Fenway. I mean, can you even imagine? Jon Lester is 24 years old and he just threw a no-hitter for the Red Sox in Fenway Park.
Tito was completely overcome after the game, and isn't that just a perfect like microcosm of us all?
TC and the Eck are talking about how the last out-- that punchy strikeout-- was the perfect way to end a no-hitter, and catdamn if they aren't right. Of course any out would have been great, 'cause, dude, no-hitter! But that strikeout, wham, bam, Jon Lester just kicked your ass PERSONALLY. Doesn't get much better than that.
Justin Verlander, Clay Buchholz, Jon Lester. I have been dead spoiled when it comes to no-hitters for my boys lately.
Labels: baseball, Jon Lester, MLB, no-hitter
Friday, May 16, 2008
In case you missed it (and really, I update so randomly over here that you probably did), I was at two out of the four Red Sox/Tigers games in Detroit. Good times for the Red Sox half of my brain, as I'm sure you may recall. My seats for the first game were in a luxury box (!!), so I took mostly photos of Comerica, which is decidedly a Tigers photo interest, but for the second game I showed up early enough to take in BP. Red Sox BP.
The entire photoset is here if you just wanna check 'em all out, but here are a few highlights.
There really are insufficient words to describe how amazingly nice The Mayor is. He seems extra-friendly because he's a pro ballplayer, sure, and pro ballplayers aren't exactly known as an unusually friendly group of people (more the 'prickly, overpaid prima donna' types, really), but he'd probably have people raving about his niceness even if he was a stock broker or something.
I'm not really sure what the deal with this is. It's Aardsma and Buchholz here, but lots of guys on the team were doing it. It appeared, to the untrained eye, to be Rock, Paper, Scissors, and they seemed to be doing it in greeting, you know, like instead of a high five or ass pat or other more commonplace gesture. Just a quick rousing game of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Accompanied by much crazed ballplayer laughter. I don't know. Anyone got an explanation?
Jon Lester, bubble gum, triptych. Nom nom nom POP!
I know that Beth already posted with the other shot of this event, but I thought it bore repeating. Dice K snuck up on Tavarez, grabbed him from behind, and gave him a surprise back stretch.... much to Julian's delight, as you can see in the photos. Aw, hell. I don't WANT to miss Tavarez, but damn it all, I rather think I'm going to.
O hai reunion! I saw Edgah chatting quite a bit with Papi, and Manny, and (for whatever obscure reason) Youk. Actually most of the Spanish-speaking Tigers took the time to have a little meet-and-greet with Ortiz, and I took photos of a bunch of the hugs and such, but I especially liked the fact that Papi is tugging on Edgah's shirt here.
Of course I took loads of boring portrait-y shots too:
and so on.
As I said at the top, if you want to see the rest of the shots from the game, they're right here. Yeah, I went a little crazy. I don't usually see the Sox on the road so I don't usually get to see Sox BP. That's my excuse and I'm stickin' to it.
Labels: baseball, MLB, photoblog, Red Sox
Sunday, May 04, 2008
I first came to the University of Michigan in the fall of 2003.
Michigan 35, Ohio State 21. 2003.
Michigan 45, Michigan State 37, 3 overtimes. 2004.
Michigan 27, Penn State 25. 2005.
Michigan 14, Ohio State 3. 2006.
Michigan 31, Michigan State 13. 2006.
Michigan 17, Oakland University 0. 2007.
Michigan 5, Eastern Michigan 3, walkoff homerun. 2008.
Today, in May of 2008, I went to a baseball game.
Michigan 15, Ohio State 1. 2008.
Tomorrow I move out, with a BFA, a minor in Biology, and 5 years of memories.
Thanks, U of M. Thanks, Ann Arbor. I'll miss ya.
Labels: baseball, football, NCAA, photoblog, University of Michigan, Wolverines