Thursday, March 20, 2008

Pirates-Phillies, top of seventh

I may go to talk to Snell in a while, so be advised that's the reason for a possible interruption/delay in the musings.
J.D. Durbin now is pitching for Philadelphia.
Periodically, I hear that Philly is one of our country's most violent cities. Can anyone confirm?
Gomez grounds out weakly.
The third-base umpire appears to have an easy job. He's standing there with hands on his hips, his main concern apparently to avoid a possible line drive in his direction.
The greatest call ever by an umpire, in my opinion, came in Game 5 of the 1968 World Series by Doug Harvey.
If memory serves, the Tigers were on the verge of elimination, trailing the Cardinals 3-games-to-1 and 3-0 in the game.
Lou Brock tried to score from second on a single, but did not slide. He arrived home at the same time as Willie Horton's one-bounce throw from left, and catcher Bill Freehan successfully blocked Brock from touching home.
A tremendous rhubarb ensued; remember, this was before endless instant replay. It wasn't until the still pictures were developed and printed that everyone knew Harvey was correct.
The Tigers went on to win the game and the series, defeating Bob Gibson 4-1 in Game 7 behind Mickey Lolich.

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