by Austro

June 30, 2012

FTC 3, Astros 2

WP: Matt “Please Trade Me” Garza
LP: JA “Watch Me Work” Happ

I recently started a new job, and one of the benefits is that it keeps me off of 183 and MoPac. Every morning I wind my way around over to the Burnet and Anderson area, and I go past a couple of bus stops near the office. At one bus stop in particular, there is always one or two blind people waiting for the bus. And this week I noticed something interesting: on three or four occasions there was a blind person walking down the sidewalk, tapping in front with his white cane, trailed by a sighted person. This person wasn’t walking alongside offering her arm, but rather trailing behind silently. My guess is that she is an instructor of sorts, helping the blind person get the hang of navigating the area.

I bring this up because I’m thinking of inquiring about borrowing two or three of the blind people to use as courtesy runners for the Astros. There is absolutely no chance that they could do a worse job than the Astros themselves, and they might well be an improvement. Today’s game brought more baserunning slapdickery, the “highlight” being JD Martinez — who apparently hasn’t been told that there’s a very good reason he’s not competing at the Olympic Trials up in Eugene — deciding to go first to third on a single to left field. Yes, Soriano is a horrific defender, and it makes sense to exploit that when possible, but in this case even Soriano was going to win. That realization evidently crept into JD’s consciousness about halfway to third base, so he compounded the error by stopping and trying to go back to second base. You can probably guess how that worked out.

The 5th inning turned out to be the decisive inning. Happ led with a single, and Schreefer, as usual, failed to move him up. But then Lowrie bunted back to the mound, and Garza did a spectacular impression of a flying walrus, crashing and burning as he tried to field the bunt. It looked like the Astros might be about to get a gift from the Cubs, but then Lee grounded into a double play in spite of the fact that the Cubs took about 30 seconds around second base. Hopefully the Dodgers weren’t watching that.

Valbuena led off the bottom of the 5th with a walk (one of four issued by Happ) and was sacrificed to second by Garza (see how that’s done, Schreefer?). Then Castro hacked a miserable opposite field single to left, scoring Valbuena. Up came the 30-year-old wunderkind Rizzo, and he deposited the ball in the right field stands, scoring two and giving the Cubs the lead and, ultimately, the win.

The Astros had one more chance in the 6th when CJ walked with one out. Castro followed with a single to left center, but — wait for it — CJ decided to try for third and was called out. He probably was safe, but it was really close and he overslid the bag, and Welke rung him up. That was pretty much the last threat.

Happ pitched six adequate innings, giving up five hits and striking out six but walking four. He could have been better, but he certainly could have been worse, too. The bullpen did fine, but the offense just couldn’t string anything together.

We get one more chance to kick these assholes in the junk on Sunday at 1pm.

*********** Play-by-play notes, for those with a strong stomach *************

1st and 2nd innings:

Sorry, I was busy trying to put out a fire at work. Happ apparently struck out the first four batters.

T3:

JD gets on. #8 (Moore) doubles. Happ Ks for first out. Shreefer knocks a ball through the hole between short and 3rd to plate JD. Lowrie hits to first, Rizzo throws home and Moore is out at the plate. Lee grounds out to 3rd to end the inning.

B3:

Garza Ks. DeJesus walks. Castro goes to a full count, then grounds into a double play.

T4:

Bogusevic leads off, takes the count full, fouls off several pitches, and walks. Johnson singles up the middle. Castro grounds the ball down the 3B line, but for some reason the Cub third baseman is over there. He bobbles the ball but still makes the double play, leaving a runner on 2nd. Then JD singles up the middle, scoring CJ, who waddles around third but scores anyway. Moore singles out into left center, but JD manages to get himself thrown out with some spectacularly bad baserunning.

B4:

Rizzo flies out to CF on the first pitch. JD with a “Rizzo the Rat” reset; I wonder how many viewers get that? Sorifuckingano singles up the middle, but he may have pulled something on that epic run to first base. LaHair grounds out 4-1 (over a diving Lee). Soto walks. Lowrie makes a great diving stop and flip to Moore at second for the force.

T5:

Happ singles to left. Schreefer out somehow. Lowrie bunts back to the mound but Garza crashes and burns and everybody is safe. Lee hits into the most frustrating double play ever; he could be the slowest human ever.

B5:

Leadoff walk for Valbuena. Good sacrifice by Garza. DeJesus makes an out somehow. Castro hacks a ball into right field for an RBI single that he totally didn’t deserve. Fucking Rizzo hits a two-run homer, giving the useless Cubs the lead. Soriano Ks; sit down, meat.

T6:

Bogusevic takes the count full, then flies out to Castro in short LF. Soriano sucks. CJ goes full then walks. Garza out, Maine in. Castro singles to left center, and Johnson decides to try for third and dies. He was probably safe, but he overslid the bag, so he got called out. Maine out, Corpas in. JD strikes out, we suck.

B6:

LaHair grounds out 3-1. Soto doubles off the ivy in LF. Barney flies out to Bogey in short RCF. Valbuena grounds out to Lowrie at short.

T7:

Moore Ks. Downs (pinch-hitting for Happ) flies out to RF. Schreefer flies out to the bunny-hopping left fielder.

B7:

Abad in to pitch. Johnson pinch-hits for whatever rag-arm the Cubs brought in last inning and doubles into the RF corner. Rather than get thrown out at 3rd, he decides to stop at 2nd. Astros may want to take note of that. DeJesus chops to 1st and advances Johnson to 3rd. Castro gets the IBB, first and third with one out. Rizzo Ks. Soriano strikes out; there is a god.

T8:

Lowrie flies out to RF. Lee strikes out looking weak. Bogusevic flies out to deep RF.

B8:

Campana grounds out 4-3, although it was close; that fucker is fast. Carpenter in to pitch. Soto grounds out 4-3. Barney singles to LCF, Schreefer can’t be bothered to pick up the ball, Martinez grabs it and throws to second, but Barney is safe. Winds up being scored an error on Schreefer. The next guy flies out to Schreefer in CF.

T9:

Marmol on to pitch. CJ strikes out on three straight pitches, which has to be a record for Marmol. Castro walks after hitting several balls hard into foul territory; sadly, he failed to kill any CubFan. Martinez flies out to RF. Moore with the Astros’ last chance, which turns out to be no chance at all.

by NeilT

My dad was a pork belly magnate, and I grew up in Lincoln Park.  On Saturdays we’d leave our humble home, just me, Mom, Dad, Sis and the driver, and head to Wrigley, where we had tickets behind one of the steel supports just back of third base.  Dad would buy us each an Old Style and we’d sit in the stands shivering as the wind whipped in off the lake.  I couldn’t see, because as the youngest I had to sit behind the column, but Sis told me that it was Cubs baseball and watching it didn’t matter.
 
I still wear my baby blue Cubs sweatshirt with a hoodie and a baby bear, the one that looks just like Sis, to every game. I love me some Cubbies. But I love this Astros club too—they remind me so much of my great Cubs teams, now and forever.  They share that mix of random performance coupled with spunky inconsistency.  Take me out to the ballgame!  Buy me an Old Style!
 
I couldn’t see the game today, I was behind a column, but I did look at the box score. The Cubbies carried a one-hit shut-out into the 8th, and the Astros gave up 4 runs on 3 home runs, 9 hits.  Norris, who returned to the mound for the first time since June something or other was pulled after 6 innings and 80 pitches.  And of course 4 ER.  On 3 home runs.  My favorite reliever, Abad, got through an entire inning without any ER, which means he has an ERA for the season of 3.14.  Who’d have thought?  There were Astroducks on the pond in the 9th, but Myers wasn’t the pitcher so nothing happened.  6 LOB.

Castro had a throwing error, so all’s right with the world.   We’ll get ’em next time.

Padres 7, Astros 3

WP: Vincent (1-0, 3.00)
LP: Myers (0-3, 3.71)

by Mr. Un-Happy

For six innings the Astros were no hit. What Dallas Keuchel didn’t demonstrate in command tonight was outweighed by the calm, cool and collected poise out there In traffic, because he had lots of it. Fortunately for him, the Padres were only able to scratch out one run on a Chase Headley solo no doubter in the third inning. Then, in the seventh inning, with one out, Carlos Lee broke up the nono with a sharp single to CF, followed up by monster two run jack by cleanup hitter du jour Brian Bogusevic, which chased Cashner, who had abused the Astros primarily with cheese aided quite a bit by Derryl Cousin’s wide and high strike zone.

The Astros added an insurance run in the eighth with a little bit of slapdickery from the Padres: a wild pitch scoring a what we thought at the time was an insurance run. We got decent bully action tonight out of Rhiner Cruz (who I think was pitching for his spot in the organization tonight), Lyon and Wright. So that takes us to the top of the ninth inning and our closer, Brett Myers, who has been just a bit wobbly lately.

After I woke up from shock after watching Clank II boot his second ball of the night on a potentially game ending twin killing, I noticed that the Padres had tossed a six run hand grenade, four of which scored courtesy of the first big league home run from Alexi Amarista. Lucky for Myers, who departed with two outs in the frame in favor of Xavier Cedeno, only one run was earned courtesy of the Clank II choke. Cedeno coaxed the final out in the ninth , ironically handled by Clank II. Do we have someone-anyone-who could come in as a 3B defensive replacement, because I think that Clank II needs one? Every night. Oh. I almost forgot. Marwin Gonzalez is on the DL but should be out on a rehab assignment as of tonight.

On a night that was shaping up as magical, with Fuckhouse as the Patti Smith fan of the game and a majestic clutch home run by Bogusevic in what was a ten pitch at bat, close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. The Padres threw a hand grenade in the ninth inning. Ouch. This one hurts. As Austro in the Game Zone observed, that plane ride to the Windy City ought to be just a barrel of laughs. Clank II and Myers should be forced to sit together on the plane.

by Sphinx Drummond

Astros over Padres 1-0

Harrell W 7-6
Richard L 5-8

In a delightfully fast paced game, and battling against mound opponent Clayton Richard in somewhat of a semi-classic pitchers duel, Lucas Harrell threw the first complete game shutout of his career to lead the Astros to a 1-0 victory over the San Diego Padres. The game took one hour and 57 minutes to play and it was wonderful. It was a National League game.

I’m going to remember this game, and cherish it, because next year, the likelihood of seeing this kind of game will be quite diminished as AL ball is simply not conducive to low scoring, fast paced baseball. For instance, next years division rivals the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim scored 17 or 23 runs in last nights 2 hour and 49 minute thumping of Baltimore and the DFW Rangers had 11 or 14, or something like that, in a 3 hour and 20 minute snooze fest. After a fashion, runs are just runs. Boring. They’re everywhere, who cares.

Clayton Richard pitched a nice game for the Padres, giving up only two hits, striking out five, walking none over 7 innings. Unfortunately, one hit was all it took, a Matt Downs solo shot, a 410 foot blast to left center field was the difference on the scoreboard. The homer by Downs started the third inning, then Richard retired the next 15 batters he faced. If he were Roy Oswalt, he would have commented after the game, that he “has to pitch a shutout for a chance to get a win.”

If possible, the game was closer than the score would indicate. The bottom of the ninth was a nail biter, Lucas had to work out of a 9th inning bases loaded jam, striking out the Nick Hundley to secure the victory. It also took a stellar defensive play – throw by Martinez and tag by Snyder to save a run at the plate by gunning down Alexi Amarista to get the second out of the inning.

Harrell was fantastic. He takes about 12 seconds between pitches. He knows when to nibble and when not to. He struck out 7 while walking 4 and allowed 6 hits over the 9 innings he turned in. He’s been one of the best surprises on the Astros this year. I’m sure he is exceeding even the most optimistic fan’s expectations.

And even though Jose Altuve missed his third game in a row with a hammy strain, this game still had a lot to offer, great pitching, good defensive plays, it was decided by a home run. The game even had some comedy relief. In what MLB.com called a nice play, Carlos Lee did his soon-to-be-famous beached whale routine. Check out the videos here.

Astros 8, Indians 1
WP: Keuchel (1-0, 1.29)
LP: Gomez (4-7, 5.18)

by Mr. Happy

All eyes were on young Dallas Keuchel, who was making his home debut, and he would not disappoint. Today’s game started out much like last night’s game, with the Astros still mired in their hitting doldrums. Asdrubal Cabrera took Keuchel deep for a solo shot to give the Tribe what would be their only lead and only run on the afternoon.

After retiring the first 12 Astros, Jeanmar Gomez, no doubt a mixed breed mixed up Frenchman with that name, dug a hole from which he could not rescue himself, courtesy of the perfecto gris gris that the denizens in the Game Zone had put on him after the end of the fourth inning. The Astros teed off on Gomez in the fifth frame, with back-to-back doubles from Bogusevic (who was in the cleanup spot today) and CJ and back-to-back jacks from JD and Schreefer (who was in the eight) to give the home nine a 4-1 lead that ultimately proved to be more runs that Keuchel would need.

Inexplicably, agent Manny Acta had a brain fart and let Gomez (who was clearly, at least to me, done) hit for himself in the top of the sixth and come back out to attempt to pitch in the bottom half of that frame and the Astros made him pay. After a leadoff walk to Lowrie, El Caballo cranked what would prove to be his first of two doubles to plate Lowrie to increase the lead to 5-1. After getting the next two guys, Acta brought on his designated situational lefty, Tony Sipp, who struck out Castro to end the sixth.

Menawhile, Keuchel changed speeds effectively and just kept the Tribe off balance all day, mixing in a very effective Uncle Charlie that he wasn’t bashful about throwing early in a sequence. Keuchel was in command all day, throwing approximately 65% strikes. The opposing broadcasters on STO thought very highly of his poise and pitchability. The Astros brass may encounter some difficulty when they send Keuchel back down to OkC when Norris comes back, especially if Happ stinks it up tomorrow. AstroFan on talk radio will likely have an aneurysm over it, which wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing, would it?

The Astros played add-on against a hapless Jeremy “Acky” (according to our own Ron Brand) Accardo in the bottom of the eighth. Altuve welcomed Mr. Accardo to Houston with a rocket home run (his fifth on the year) in the Crawford Boxes on his first pitch. Jed Lowrie followed that up with a double, and Carlos Lee then doubled home Lowrie to make 7-1. CJ then hit his second double of the game to score Lee to finish the scoring and make 8-1.

In the ninth inning, Keuchel surrendered a leadoff two bagger to Shin Soo Choo, but he would get no further than 3B, as Keuchel surrendered only another harmless single by Kipnis. The ballgame ended with two straight flyballs to Bogusevic, who got another opportunity to showcase his cannon on a strike to home plate after catching a flyball near the line. Fortunately for Choo, he stayed put at 3B. Keuchel on the day scattered six hits en route to the complete game win, the first by an Astro this season, striking out three and only walking one, tossing just 108 pitches on the afternoon, which was a rare 3:05 p.m. saturday afternoon matinee. I say let’s play more of these if this is how our boys can play then.

Our own JA Happ goes for the series win tomorrow against the Indians, whose lefty-heavy lineup has real trouble with left-handed pitchers, hitting around .220. We’ll see. The magic number today was nine: nine innings for Keuchel and nine (count ‘em nine) extra base hits. Additionally, the Astros were an uncharacteristically high 4-11 w/RISP.