So I slept on it, and I still don’t know what to make of last night’s 11-4 loss to the New York Yankees.
This was a game in which:
“I now have a new most embarrassing moment. He had some run on his stuff. I was sitting on the breaking ball, 0-2, and he gassed me upstairs. … As soon as I swung, I knew it.”
To which Marte responded, with the quote of the night (at least):
“It was a fastball. They were all fastballs.”
Marte topped out at 89 MPH, and I have to make the obligatory, “Aaron Laffey is jealous” joke, because, well, it’s kinda funny (but kinda sad). Jake Westbrook and Fausto Carmona could be seen on TV howling away at Marte pitching. I laughed too. You kind of have to at this point.
Manager Manny Acta said he hated throwing Marte out there:
“That’s something I don’t like doing. I did it because we had to. It looks like a mockery of the game.”
That’s noble and all, Manny, but Marte was kind of your most effective reliever tonight. Maybe you should turn to him more often? Although I would have loved to have heard the conversation telling Marte he had to pitch. Ah, to be a fly on the wall…
Still trying to wrap my head around this game but I do know this: El Gato lives. Be very, very afraid.