Nothing says special than banging the drum slowly past 1 a.m. in the top of the 22nd Inning at Petco Park.
It helps to like singles. There’s been a zinglinion of them. And weak ground outs. And slow reflexes. And too many hot dogs for the bumbuns and birds.
OK, nothing makes sense anymore. Tulowitzki again. How many times has he strode the late. Eight, nine, one hit, many outs.
A sharp double to left-center after an error. Look out below. Rockies have a one run lead. At last, we can rest.
‘Tis the bottom of the 22nd, 22 innings and not much scoring. Honestly, they’ll have to stop playing. Go ahead and hit Greene at 1:15 a.m. Kip Wells and prepare to descend to the lower levels of Dante’s den. There will be no sacrifice bunting in the bottom of the 22nd. Are you kidding me. And Josh Bard, catcher has played all 22 and is now up hitting into a double play.
A walk. What does it take to kill the Kervoka. Come on Kip Wells. You are crazy wild. And finally strike three.
That handles that. A long time playing but where’s the humanity when it ends. My dog has died.