Discusting From The Start

That game was ugly.  Don't forget to add the two run-scoring wild pitches the list, one of which also featured a runner going from first to third.  I dragged my strep throat ridden body out to see Meyer's debut, and the highlight was the probable infection of the foul-mouthed louts in front of me, through pinpoint sunflower seed shell spitting.  Just kidding...Nico was way more than just one row in front of me.

Dude was probably nervous enough before this development.

As for the rest of the game, it sounds as though RoyalsReview's predictions were a little too accurate.

Is it Davanon time? Davanon intervention? I still see him as an Angel. What a sucky game tonight. Oh well. Time for a new streak to start tomorrow night. C'mon Gaudin!

I was going to be first, but I'm having interweb problems. Plus, I'm still slightly drunk. Forgive me.

Meyer's first start? Wholly unimpressive. All my cheering went to waste. Nico, I'm sure it was painful sitting behind hope plate for this one.

I was sitting on the right field line (surrounded by ROYRALS fans no less, WTF!) and yelled at Jack to use two hands on the first play, but did he listen to me, NOOOOOOO. And that set the tone for the whole game.

I HATE LOSING.

< off to sober up now >

Meyer didn't look any better, but I'm willing to give him another shot.  No one seemed to be particularly on their game today, and even the left field bleachers were less than the usual happy place due to the absence of drums and the presence of some rather obnoxious parties of drunk young people, including a bunch of doofuses (doofi?)  who were wearing Giants clothing for reasons that eluded us all.   I can only think there must have been some fraternity that had a trip to the bleachers as part of their freshman initiation.  

Since the game was not going our way, we turned our collective attentions to Royals left fielder Emil Brown.  He had something going on with one of the fingers on his right hand, and spent much of his time in the field either looking at his hand or putting his fingers up to his mouth.  After suggesting a visit to one of Oakland's many excellent nail salons, we posited the theory that the Royals did not feed him well enough, forcing him to pick his nose and eat snot.  Several of us also discussed the unusual circumference of his cranium and speculated as to the possible reasons thereto.  Finally, the motion was made, seconded, and supported by a wide majority of those present that he was a big doodyhead.  Brown was extremely interested in our suggestions, repeatedly turning around and attempting to carry on his end of the conversation as best he could while fulfilling his professional obligations.   We concluded that he is a lonely fellow who does not get enough attention from the Royals fan base, so I'm sure everyone will join in making him feel appreciated over the next two days.  

Dan Meyer didn't get a real chance. It's too bad that we know he will forever remember this game, and when asked how his first start in the big leagues went, he'll remember the dropped fly ball. But great pitchers work out of jams, and he never did. The sac bunt moved the runner to 3rd, and within minutes it was 2-0, and later 4-0.

Yes, that was me yelling for Larry Davis not to get near Buck. Buck is dead. I'm glad we saw DaVanon, but I was honestly rooting for him to get the start in the field, with Cust at DH. Piazza was a black hole, and seemingly is every time I see him. Frank Thomas he is not.

I hope the A's remain patient on Meyer and let him get his mulligan, rather than shipping him back to AAA. And we're enjoying the new faces, despite the issues. I like seeing Hannahan, Murphy, Suzuki, Cust, Buck and Davanon in the same game. I just hope we win next time!

And Nico... some of us at the game DO care if you're there. Had I known, I would have dropped by. We could have synchronized booing.

...may as well have been lobbing the ball underhand.

I have this terrible suspicion that Meyer's best days as a pitcher happened before John Sickels' singled him out as some sort of wonder-boy.

Of course it's way to early to tell. He might turn things around yet. I say give him another shot.

or Meyer doesn't get another chance.