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General => RBI Baseball => Topic started by: fknmclane on 08/06/06, 11:41:46 AM

Title: Roger and Me...and the Saint...and Prettiest McLane and his lady friend
Post by: fknmclane on 08/06/06, 11:41:46 AM
Had the good fortune to get the front row seats on the DBacks dugout last night.  The Rocket pitched. 

We actually missed the first inning (we threw a b-day party for Kamryn yesterday and rented one of those giant, inflatable bouncer things with water slide...the guys couldn't pick it up til 6:30, the game started at 6:40, but the Saint had to sign for the stupid fucking thing) but no biggie except that I've NEVER been late for a ball game before.

Anyway, Clemens looked good but hardly overpowering.  He gave up 3 runs and 8 hits, two of which were ground rule doubles to right field that were absolutely killed.

The Astros were in control the whole game thanks to a first inning grand slam from Brad Ausmus and a couple of more bombs from Lee and Berkman (that pudgy fucker can really hit) and also thanks to Bob Melvin and his refusal to stop the abuse being dished out to Nippert. Welcome to the bigs, kid.  Clemens didn't have to do much to get the win.  He turned it on when he had to. 

Carlos Quentin came up to pinch-hit in the 7th with Hudson on second.  I told Prettiest McLane that Roger would really rear back and try and blow the kid away.  Sure enough, he did, throwing his hardest pitch of the night (only 93) but Quentin jumped all over it and knocked Hudson in with screamer down the third base line.  Carlos Quentin is really, really fucking good.  Melvin absolutely has to get him in the lineup every day. Sit Shawn Green, he's a shell of a man these days.

Strangely enough, we were on the jumbotron for about ten seconds. I didn't realize at first but when I did I scratched my nose with my middle finger.  I'm such a dick.  I really should have reached over and picked my brother's nose.  That would have brought the fucking house down.

And by the way, I was wearing my RBI shirt.  Worldwide bitches!  Sadly, no pics of us on the jumbotron.

Pics will follow once Prettiest McLane gets on here and uploads them as thye're on his lady friend's camera.

Kind of a funny story about Clemens:  his last at-bat he hit a broken bat dribbler to short.  The bat broke right at the handle and rolled to the pitcher.  This dude behind us was going nuts: "THROW THE BAT AT ROGER! THROW THE BAT AT ROGER!  JUST THINK IT'S A BALL!  DO IT! THROW IT!  THROW THE BAT THROW THE BAT!!!!"  Fucking hilarious.