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If you thought that I’d wait til I get back to Milwaukee tomorrow to write about George Kottaras and the first cycle of the Major League season, you’d be wrong.
Maybe I shouldn’t be writing this post while sitting in on the boyfriend’s radio show, but hey, why not?
We’re laying on the couch, watching the Brewers in NON-HD (ugh!) and George’s 4th inning laser of a homer was quite exciting. I almost didn’t think it was going over the wall. Not only did it go over but it went over in, like, a split-second. It was awesome.
When he tripled in his next at-bat (a stand up triple, at that), I was happy. Wasn’t thinking ‘cycle’ just yet, but happy. When Craig Counsell homers on the next pitch, well, happier. No doubt. Completely unexpected out of the old man. But of course, I will take it.
So the single came next. After the easy HR and 3B, this had to have been the hardest one for Georgie to get. All the sudden, the cycle was in my head.
I tweeted about it. I was getting texts left and right from all the people that know about my unhealthy Kottaras obsession.
I honestly wasn’t thinking with the lead they had that the Brewers would bat enough in the 8th to get George another AB, but since the Astros sent in the same horrible bullpen that blew the lead Friday night, obviously I thought wrong.
George steps up to the plate one last time and swings. The ball sails out to nearly dead center, takes a hop off the hill and bounces over the fence. Ground rule double. Awesomely awesome awesomeness.
Phone blowing up. Twitter blowing up. Facebook blowing up. Insane.
The lefty-stacked lineup for Ron Roenicke paid off. For sure. The fact that George bats LH was the only reason he was playing last night and he made RR look like a genius.
My only criticism for my bearded, not-so-secret love?
Georgie, your beast needs a little help!
It wasn’t as horrible and timid as Taylor Green’s but it wasn’t good, either.
So since the Crew has once again found their swagger (against Houston. Whatever) after being swept at home by STL, I think they’ll be remarkably fine from here on out. Still, the only team I’m sort of worried about in the final stretch is the Phillies but, eh. That’s only 4 games.
My Boys got this. And since I have like, a million games lined up in September, there’s a good chance I could be present when they clinch the NL Central. I haven’t done that since, well, 2008. I’ll be the good luck charm. Obviously.
Go Reds! (haha)
First of all, hello again, after a lovely vacation from my normal, boring, mundane (redundant?) life.
I spent a big chunk of it driving through some of the most boring landscape all by my lonesome, some of it on a boat, some in the water, eating and drinking a ton and, yes, even a week in the land of the Viqueens. And it couldn’t have possibly been any better.
I came back to Wisconsin ready for back-to-back tailgates and Brewers games, but not quite ready for the inevitable return to work. Boo.
So, there’s lots to cover, no?
Let’s first talk about Christopher and his inability to properly handle a scissors. Or his inability to let an equipment person fix his glove. I mean, what an idiot. Even if you think you’re completely capable of fixing your glove, you should probably let someone else do it. You know, just in case a sharp object has it out for your thumb. If anyone’s gonna suffer the wrath of a vengeful pair of scissors, I’d rather it not be a starting pitcher. Seriously. Dumb.
Because of Narv Dog’s stitches and subsequent DL stint, the Brewers called up Frankie De La Cruz to fill the spot in the bullpen formerly occupied by spot-starter Marco Estrada and Zack Greinke’s scheduled start was pushed up to the opener against Pittsburgh Friday night. Greinke absolutely killed it. So did the Crew’s offense. Brewers win 7-2. No surprise.
Saturday was my first game at Miller Park in, I’m almost ashamed to say, over a month. I was not looking forward to Estrada pitching. I was, however, looking forward to the inaugural lighting of my new blue grill and pretty much just being at a Brewers game. Well, Estrada pretty much put me in my place, pitching 5 scoreless innings before letting the bullpen protect his 1-0 lead. If you would’ve told me at the beginning of the game that Estrada would have a 1-hit shutout thru 5, with 5 Ks, and oh yeah, hit a double and that Yuniesky Betancourt’s solo homer would be the only run on the board, I probably wouldn’t have believed you. Thankfully, my doubts were for naught and Milwaukee came out on top over Pitt. Shocking.
So Sunday’s game was Leff’s monthly tailgate, Craig Counsell bobblehead and Bierbrauer day. Excited, kinda excited, could care less. The Pirates already had a run on the board by the time I got my Long Island and pulled pork parfait and I was definitely not in any mood for extras once Ryan Braun tied the game at 1-all in the 9th. But alas, George, Casey and T-Plush all came through quickly in the 10th–single, double, sac fly. Boom. Done. Pirates suck.
After the weekend, Milwaukee has become just the 3rd team in the NL to 70 wins and is still holding onto a 5-game lead over St. Louis in the Central. The Cardinals head to Pittsburgh for a 3-game series and I hate to say it, but if the Pirates play even remotely close to how they played this weekend, they could have a chance to win a couple. I know I wouldn’t be too disappointed with that. The Brewers welcome the 3rd place, sub-.500 Dodgers to MP for 4 games and, you know, I think they’ll be just fine.
And, unrelated, but my mom just walked in and handed me a Hot Dog bobblehead. Awesome.
Tonight’s game: Randy Wolf (9-8, 3.48 ERA) has won his last 3 starts, including an 8-inning, 1-run outing in STL last week. Dodgers starter Ted Lilly (7-12, 4.71 ERA) has a 2.37 ERA in his last 3 starts but has had 2 tough-luck losses. He’d only given up 2 runs in each of those 3 games.
And since Randy’s on the bump, George is behind the plate. Yay!
It’s gonna be a busy week with Festiva, fireworks and even a wedding, so I don’t know if I’ll have too much time to write an actual post while interleague play finally wraps up.
So here’s my first ever mobile blog.
Thanks to one Leslie Knope, my favorite phrase ever has become my little way of letting the Brewers know they’ve let me down.
After sweeping the surging Twins and leaving town on a pretty high note, the Brewers were utterly embarrassed tonight in the Bronx.
It’s no secret that I loathe the Yankees. It’s no secret that everyone in the world pretty much does, except those with the misfortune of being a New Yorker, born into fandom, blah, blah, blah.
Yet tonight’s blowout loss doesn’t make me hate the Yankees even more. Nope. Tonight’s loss makes me wonder why the hell a little league team filled in for an otherwise sturdy Brewers ball club.
Zack Greinke was absolutely shelled. He gave up 7 ERs in 2 innings. He walked 3 (I think) and didn’t strike out a single batter. For the first time in his career.
I turned it off shortly after Zach Braddock jogged to the mound. It was 9-2 at that point.
The Twitter world told me assorted relievers continued to give up more runs, Ryan Braun extended his hitting streak and that even my favorite MLB beard George Kottaras got to partake in the beating.
Final score: 12-2.
Crap on a spatula.
Thankfully interleague play ends after this weekend. Why the Brewers had the misfortune of playing both the Red Sox and Yankees, I don’t quite know.
But at least the get to play Minnesota again. Maybe they just forget about NY and roll into Minne all like, “Yeah, remember when we swept you last weekend? Remember when Carlos Gomez had 4 hits? Remember when Betancourt had an inside-the-parker? We do.” And then sweep ‘em again.
And PS, Narv Dog won Sunday. Just like I said he would.
Why does it seem, every season, the Brewers have to face the oft-dominating teams of the AL in interleague play?
Two months ago, I wouldn’t have been to bothered to face Boston. They started the season 0-6 and slid uncomfortably into last place in the AL East, all the while the Brewers held themselves up towards the top of the standings in the NL Central. And, despite a bit of a tailspin, Milwaukee has finally begun to establish themselves as a team to be reckoned with, but they were thrust into their first interleague series after a dismal showing at Wrigley. And, as luck would have it, the first series was on the road at Fenway Park.
After finally posting a W on the third try in a 4 game series in Chicago, I thought maybe the Brewers could split the series and swoop into Boston with a little bit of momentum. Instead, Thursday’s game at the hole that is Wrigley proved to be disastrous and the Crew fell to the Cubs 12-7, handing Zack Greinke his second loss of the season. So any hope of an upswing to start the series in Boston was long gone.
It’s not that the Brewers didn’t try. They just ran into a couple of insurmountable issues from their starting pitchers.
Friday night Milwaukee held a brief 2-0 lead, but starter Shaun Marcum left the game after a 44-pitch first inning with a hip injury. Even after a 2 more RBIs, Marco Estrada took the loss after giving up 3 more ERs, but Boston kept plugging away for an eventual 10-4 win.
Game 1 = crap on a spatula.
Last night’s game handed Randy Wolf an early 2-0 lead after back-to-back homeruns for DH Rickie Weeks and Corey Hart. Ryan Braun followed with a line-drive double but was unable to cross the plate and the Red Sox tied it up at 2 in the second. My favorite (almost) MLB beard George Kottaras had a solo homer in the 3rd, followed by a Casey McGehee RBI single to give the lead back to Milwaukee. Wolf went 7 innings and Kameron Loe held the game at 4-2 for John Axford to come in for the save.
Game 2 = barely squeaking by, but I’ll take it.
Today was horrendous. Yovani Gallardo somehow managed to go 3 full innings, despite basically serving Boston a 6-0 lead on a silver freaking platter in the first. (Yo left with no outs in the 4th and an 8-2 deficit.) Nyjer Morgan hit his 2nd homerun of the season just barely over the right field wall to give the Brewers a couple runs but the bullpen failed to hold the Sox at bay. Sergio Mitre and Mark DiFelice combined for 4 innings and 4 runs. The only pitcher that didn’t allow a run to score was LaTroy Hawkins.
Game 3 = bad. Wicked bad.
The Brewers may have only been on the road for 7 games, but the home confines of Miller Park are going to be a very welcome sight. Tampa Bay comes into town first. The Rays just swept the Marlins in 3 games and if the Brewers are going to put a halt to TBs momentum, they need to shake off the horrid roadtrip. The fact that Marcum’s scheduled start for Wednesday is up in the air could put a damper on things, too. Chris “Narv Dog” Narveson (4-4, 4.48 ERA) gets the nod in game 1 tomorrow. Narv is coming off a good start in Chicago, taking home the only win of the series. He faces Jeff Niemann (1-4, 4.74 ERA), a tall righty who hasn’t won a game since April 28th.
After Tampa, the Brewers have to face the Minnesota Twins, who have been knocking so hard at the basement door, someone finally let them out. Minnesota has won their last 3 series, including a sweep of the Padres. The Twins have always been a tough opponent for Milwaukee but you have to hope with the way the Brewers have been able to play at home that they may have better luck this season. Plus, I’m going on Sunday and the Brewers have yet to lose a Sunday game that I’m at. (Knock on wood.)
So anyway, I’m gonna try to forget the last week’s worth of games and I suggest the Brewers do the same. They’re really gonna need to pick themselves up soon if they’re gonna get out of interleague play alive.
No. Not me, silly.
But there have been some guys getting criticized in the past few of weeks for attending their children’s births.
Geez. Is it really that big of a deal?
First, it was the Rangers’ Colby Lewis. More recently, Kurt Suzuki and Jason Bay.
Seriously, people. I understand that we all take professional baseball pretty seriously. But slamming a guy for wanting to see his own flesh and blood brought into the world? Cut them some slack.
I think Major League Baseball did a good thing implementing paternity leave. If a guy wants to be a good father in addition to being a good player, he should have the right to be with his family. They let guys go to funerals. Why not births? I mean, if the Phillies can part with Roy Oswalt while he deals with tornadoes for a week, why can’t the A’s part with Suzuki a day or two?
Okay, I get the big game scenarios. Your team is on the verge of winning a pennant, game 7 of the World Series is on the line, blah, blah, blah. Yes, I’d probably be upset if a player opted to skip out on his paid duties in a situation like that. Should he have the choice, though? Absolutely.
I don’t get what people are getting so uproarious about. Do their jobs not offer paternity leave? Are they just jealous that someone can still make thousands of dollars while not actually doing their job for a couple days? If their team loses, is it all the new dad’s fault? I don’t know. The whole argument seems absolutely ridiculous to me.
Let these players be good fathers and husbands for a couple days. B effing D. There are 24 other guys out there that can pick up the slack. Seriously, out of 162 games, what’s 1 or 2 missed? Count it as a regular day off and leave it at that.
Now, on the off-chance that someday I’m giving birth to George Kottaras’ gorgeous, tan baby, maybe I’ll change my tune.
And speaking of missing games…
It seems the Brewers have collectively missed their last 6.
They’ve been outscored 31-7 and while they did have a couple of good starts at the hands of Yovani Gallardo (who then lost it) and Shaun Marcum (who didn’t factor, but K-Loe lost it for him), they’re just not doing enough.
Zack Greinke finally made his first start and it was a doozie. And not in a good way. He was on a limited pitch count as it was, so he only went 4 innings, but gave up 5 runs, 4 earned. Since the rest of the team failed to show up offensively (Tim Hudson all-out dominated in a one-hit, CG shutout), the 6 Ks Greinke mustered up literally meant nothing.
Oh, and what could possibly be the cherry on top of this heaping scoop of crap? How about Nyjer Morgan breaking his finger and going back on the DL? Yay! More Carlos Gomez! (Grrr)
I mean, super duper, boys. You’re really living up to the expectations. I’m so proud of all of you.
I guess I have to say it.
I recieved some very sad news today.
Love of my life, owner of a fantastically perfect beard and probably the only Greek-Canadian that will ever have a tiny piece of my heart has cleared waivers and been outrighted to AAA-Nashville.
Yes, boys and girls, George Kottaras is gone.
Wearing his shirt in silent protest will prove futile as it will take a small miracle (or large injury) to clear a roster spot if he were to ever return.
Sure, I could hope for Wil Nieves to bite it hard, statistically or physically, but I don’t want the Brewers to take a hit just so I can see George play. I suppose I could just wait for September call-ups and hope that #16 has thrown out enough minor-league base runners to have his name called.
But why hope?
I hoped Nieves would be the one to go and look where that got me. Nowhere but wallowing in my sorrows that that fit, tanned, Greek god won’t be stepping up to the plate in the Majors anytime soon.
It’s a sad day, for sure. But I won’t let it get me too down.
Afterall, Ryan Braun signed a nice contract extension, the Brewers have started to barrel towards the top of the standings and there is a crapload of baseball to be played.
I mean, yes, I’ll have my mourning period but I’ll be back to my old self in no time.
But the second Nieves starts to go downhill, don’t forget: I’ve always been pro-George.
So I wrote this post about how much I dislike ballhawks a year and half ago.
A month after I wrote it, the egotistical god to the ballhawks Zack Hample stumbled upon it and wrote a lovely response on his self-promoting blog. He told his minions to read my post and tell me the error of my ways, which was apparently having a negative opinion of him and those like him.
Anyway, the only reason I’m bringing this up now is that I’ve gotten a couple new comments recently regarding that opinion and, while I was being a good girl the whole time all those people we’re making sure that I knew I was completely and totally wrong about my own personal viewpoint (I wonder how many of them are Republicans…), I just can’t believe that over a year later, people still need to make sure I’m wrong.
I’m not going to go on any more about how much I loathe ballhawks. I think I made that pretty clear. I am, however, going to point out that while I may have stated my opinion as fact (yes, I’ll admit to that), many of the comments (including Zack’s post) took my words completely out of context. In some cases, it seemed people didn’t even thoroughly read what I wrote and in fact, put words into my mouth.
1. I never called that girl a ballhawk. I said she could’ve been, but that I didn’t get that impression. I never called her parents ballhawks either. In fact, the only reason I wrote the post was that the original article reminded me of greedy ballhawks.
This is what was written back:
“…you cannot take a couple greedy parents and call them ballhawks”
“It wasn’t necessarily a ballhawk that sued the Phillies. You are making the assumption that the 12 year old girl is the same as the grown men.”
(Nope. Wasn’t me.)
2. Don’t chastise me for making assumptions about people by making assumptions about me.
“But I can tell you’re a very deep person. After all, you’re a “total girly-girl” who “loves fashion, boys, pop music, and romantic comedies”.”
(Ok. That actually is in my bio. Not an assumption. But the rest is a doozy…)
“I’m sure that someone with such credentials can probably paint all ballhawks with such a broad brush and rest on your prejudices, knowing that your keen wit and love of fashion wouldn’t steer you wrong on such an important matter like human interaction. Right, sweetie?”
(I didn’t know I had a problem with human interaction. Thank you so much for pointing that out.)
“How many shoes do you need (I’m talking to you, blogger!)”
(Why assume I collect shoes? Because I work in fashion? Way to connect the dots…)
3. To Zack Hample: Your response was the worst. I read it. Twice. Because you tried submitting it. Twice. I chose not to publish it because, well, you already had. And it was so ego-stroking to you that I didn’t want your head to explode by having it published on more than one blog. (PS, the glove trick is stealing. That ball didn’t find it’s way to you from the field of play, it’s not a souvenir for you to take home. You’re flat-out taking MLB property from a bullpen that is, I’m pretty sure, off-limits to fans and their gloves on string.)
I write this blog for fun. I don’t pay for it (despite what one commenter seemed to believe), and even if I did, yes, I would still use it to voice my OPINIONS about things related to baseball. I hate the hobby of ballhawking and I knew I’d be stepping on toes by writing that original post, but I didn’t care. I didn’t know what kind of response, if any, I would get. I find it funny that one person can say ‘Hey go read this and tell her she’s totally wrong’ (notice the use of the single quote–hypothetical, but pretty much the gist of what he said.) and people actually listen. Am I happy people came and read it? I mean, I guess. Could I have done without all the negativity? Meh. I did start it.
And honestly, it’s hilarious to me that people are still commenting. Seriously, that’s the only reason that, after this long, I’ve finally chosen to reply. Personally, my favorite is the last one. Yes, 15 year old, I’d soooo rather have you drinking and doing drugs than going to a baseball game. Seriously? Is that what you got out of this? I spend my Friday nights going to baseball games. It’s actually a completely legit way to spend your weekend, so do it up! I just don’t like what you do at baseball games. That’s my call. I’m allowed to not like it. You’re only 15. There are going to be a lot of things in life that you’ll do that people won’t like. Get used to it.
Anyway, that’s it. I’m not going to say I’ll never make negative comments about ballhawks on here again, but I’m over it. Unless of course Mr. Hample sends his loyal followers around to harass me again.
Sidenote: Brewers are tied for 2nd, at .500, Narv Dog has a 0.00 ERA, Prince Fielder was just named the NL Player of the Week, I take back anything bad I ever said about Nyjer Morgan (thanks to his skills and @Tony_Plush), Jonathan Lucroy is back, George Kottaras and his new, hottie beard legitimately threw out a baserunner, and the Cubs still suck.
Well kids, last season I took an extended hiatus shortly before the All Star break. In that time, I’d like to say I was busy accomplishing goals or winning awards or making something of myself. But if I said any of that, I would be lying. In that time, I did very little worth mentioning. So we’ll breeze right past that and use this glorious Opening Day 2011 to re-start the ol’ Girl’s View.
What do you say? Good day to bring back the old format (as fun as the six words thing was, it got kinda hard after awhile) and wax poetic about my favorite sport, favorite team and favorite attractive men.
The Brewers took to Cincinnati to start the season, and start it they did. Sadly, I was taking the place of my boss today at work and was stuck in meetings with no iPhone access to check scores. Thus, I missed the Rickie Weeks/Carlos Gomez one-two punch to kick off the top of the first. By the time I was released of my duties, the Crew was up 5-2, Yovani Gallardo was still pitching and the game was looking pretty good. The car ride home netted a Casey McGehee RBI but also a Joey Votto dinger that brought the Reds within 3. A couple more innings and enter closer John Axford. Ummm, the first game of the season isn’t supposed to give me heart palpitations. And there it goes. That quickly. A sac fly and a 1-out, 3-run Ramon Hernandez homer. Boo. Over it. It’s too early to get worked up.
So aaaaaaaanyway, the Brewers’ home opener is Monday and I am like a kid on Christmas eve. If Christmas eve lasted 4 nights. Of course, you all remember the cupcakes. This year I’m adding cookies. I also managed to find Brewers crazy straws. I made a way cute new sweatshirt (yes, I’m still doing that, too). Unfortunately, I can’t anticipate sunburn this year so my Uggs will probably get another day of use before they get stored for the season.
The usual suspects will be in attendance but our party has grown considerably from years past. Which is a good thing. We’re a hoot, so who wouldn’t want to party with us? We’ve got an Opening Day virgin joining us this year, too.
To make it even better? I’m on vacation allllllll week! Home opener, maybe a random game during the week and then the infamous Leff’s Lucky Town Leadoff Tailgate to wrap up the good times. (That’s me and the rest of the triplets. Yes, we’re the faces of the party. See? A hoot!)
And, since it wouldn’t be A Girl’s View without a little hottie mention, can I just say how incredibly YUM 2011 Ryan Braun is looking??? Got a little extra muscle, got a little scruff, letting the hair grow–I likey.
And in other hottie news, I got to meet George Kottaras at the Brewers On Deck back in January. Laugh it up, I don’t care. I love him. And even though he’s currently beardless, I still like his beard. It’s not the greatest picture but I could care less.
So there you have it. Baseball is back, my boys are back, I’m back.
I’m pretty excited.
Six words entirely Brewers related tonight.
Finally snapped the 5-game losing streak.
Almost no embarassment against the Pirates.
Corey’s got a new hitting streak.
Prince got my fantasy team points.
Favorite beard went 0-fer until 9th.
Tied it, then thrown out. *******.
Axford’s ‘stache for the win. Yes!
Braun goes 2-5. Walk-off single. Finally.
At least Davis got a no-decision.
Ryan Doumit’s eyes freak me out.
Keep the winning streak alive, Brewers!