Holy butt. I mean, like, for real--holiest. of. butts. I never saw that coming. This post is likely going to morph into a frantic game recap because last night was a Combo made with awesome and terrible rather than delicious pretzel and cheddar cheese filling.
The Phils jumped out to a 6-0 lead (wait what because that is hilarious because it literally hasn't ever happened since 2008 or something).
Roy Halladay finally gets some run support!
HLHIII is cruising along and we get to the fifth inning and all of a sudden he starts to look like this:
|FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEBODY GET HIM A BOTTLE OF BLUE POWERADE!!!|
Heat Stroke Roy is battling, but something's wrong. It's slightly evidenced by the fact that he sweats off three pounds during the Eric Hinske at bat and his face looks like a strawberry. Braves score two... but it's still a four run game. Then the face-palmiest of face-palmy writers on the beat blasts this:
Fargle Bargle. Grand slam. What followed on Twitter was a spectacular sh*t show of people jumping off bridges and or being mean to each other, and what followed in the game was more runs for Atlanta (to the delight of their 13,000 floppy-haired and pastel polo wearing donkey fans).
|No seriously every Braves fan looks like this I'm not even at all being irrational|
|Credit: My phone, my TV, BLOGGIF.biz/net|
Then mother humpin working class baller hero CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCH gets 6 RBI in two innings and we're winning 12-8. Life is good again. Roy isn't taking an L! This is gonna turn everything around!
|"My swag is in permanent storage behind this $17,000 fine Italian silk curtain"|
Blurgh. Fast-forward: ninth inning. Down 13-12. Kimbrel is in for the Braves. What to do?
BALL. SO. SMALL.
Yup, the baseball gods troll everyone. JP Beast Mode gets on, steals, moves over on a grounder, and then scores on an infield single by SHANE VICTORINO OMG I HIT IT UP THE MIDDLE HE HAS TO RANGE FAR TO HIS LEFT I CAN DO THIS I CAN DO THIS I CAN DO THIS RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN HAHAHAHAHA OMG I BEAT IT OUT WE'RE TIED.
ANOTHER comeback. Free baseball!
blah blah blah we lose 15 - 13 and then Chad Durbin's recruiting service thingy yells at me and tells me he's not running a pyramid scheme, PERHAPS protesting too much in the process (I kid, I'm sure those kids are getting their $99 worth):