See, games like this one are why I’m not convinced that we’re going to catch the Nationals for the worst record in the league. Clearly, we’re not a very good team. Still, we’re much better than the club that cratered with 12 losses in 13 games and at some point, everyone that’s upset about the trade deadline stuff will get over themselves a little bit and things will improve. Maybe not a lot, but I still don’t think we’re a whole lot worse than we were before the deadline.
Tonight, we absolutely killed Carlos Villanueva. That probably says a lot about Villanueva, but it’s still nice to see the Bucs hitting the ball over the fence and racking up hits and batting around. Kevin Hart did exactly what he’s been doing on the mound; he throws hard, he gets some swings and misses, and he’s hittable. That was good enough with the offense teeing off on Villanueva, though. Rarely has an August win by a last place club felt so good.
As a sidenote, I think that maybe the broadcaster highlight of the year was the conversation tonight between Greg Brown and Steve Blass about Woodstock. This isn’t verbatim, but it went something like this:
Brown: And now we’re celebrating the 40th anniversary of Woodstock. Hard to believe it’s been 40 years! There was so much good music there. Hendix, Janis Joplin …
Brown: Hah! You’re such a joker!
Blass: I’m not joking. They were there.
Brown: Sha-na-na was not at Woodstock! Come on! With Arlo Guthrie and Joan Baez? Steve, you’re a funny guy.
Blass: I’m serious.
Five minutes pass.
Brown: I’ve just been informed by the guys in the van that Sha-na-na was indeed at Woodstock. But they played at like 4:30 AM on the last day and everyone was in bed and no one knows they were there.
Blass: But they were there!
I don’t know if I’m more amused with the actual conversation itself, or with the idea that Greg Brown thinks that people slept at any point during Woodstock. Can you even imagine Greg Brown at Woodstock? “Guys! Keep it quiet! I’m trying to sleep! HEY! HEY! WHO’S GOT THE ACID! GIVE ME YOUR DRUGS RIGHT NOW! HEY! TAKE THAT PILL OUT OF YOUR MOUTH RIGHT NOW OR I’M CALLING THE POLICE!!!”
Ah, and now, all I can think of is this:
Anita Miller: All the kids make fun of him. They call him the Narc behind his back.
Elaine Miller: What’s a narc?
Anita Miller: It’s a narcotics officer.
Elaine Miller: Well, what’s wrong with THAT?
See? Isn’t winning much more fun than losing?