Angels 6, Astros 5
W: Richards (2-3)
L: Ambriz (0-2)
SV: Frieri (5
contributed by Mr. Happy
I wasn’t able to stay in the GameZone this evening because work had my goodbye party last night. I don’t know about you, but I’m not a big fan of going away work parties. You’ll stay in touch with the few with whom you have things in common while the rest will drop into oblivion. Most people come to those things out of some sense of duty, but they don’t really want to be there—they have lives and other things to do after work. I understand.
I wasn’t here long enough to develop any deep bonds anyway, so I could have passed on it. I can’t wait to get on with the next chapter of my life. I’m even excited about driving from Missoula to Toledo in a U-Haul truck with my few belongings that are here with me (the bulk of my stuff is scattered in three different places in Napa and Louisiana) while towing my car. Just me and my iPod. For over 1,800 miles.
Harrell had zippo command tonight-106 tosses and six free passes in five frames. And it seemed that slowing the game down as he did didn’t seem to help him either. Harrell is the principal reason why the nine inning game lasted 4:07. I prefer when Harrell works quickly as he usually does. Harrell has bouts of command problems, and I hope that doesn’t derail him. I like Harrell and believe that he could be a solid 3-4 on a good team.
Clemens is still raw, but I really like his stuff. That yellow hammer is nasty. And he can gas it up there well enough to blow it past hitters. Ambriz had nothing tonight. I have to hand it to Philip Humber tonight. I really believe that had he failed tonight in the bully, he would have been released, but he pitched well, although the damage had already been done. 11 walks tonight? Jeebus.
I don’t know what the post-game explanation of the brouhaha that broke out when Porter replaced Wright without him throwing a single pitch was, but it seemed to me that the rule clearly prohibited Porter from doing what he did. I’d have protested too. The past few days haven’t been the umpires’ finest hour. Frieri has electric nasty stuff.