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That's right, The Tennesse Stud is NUMBER ONE on the San Francisco Giants in ERA, IP and WINS. Wins! Matt Cain! Big Sugar threw his first complete game of the season tonight in Seattle, taking 111 pitches and 34 batters to get those 27 outs. He got some ground balls, getting 2 DPs, and didn't walk anyone. That's right, 34 batters and nary a base on balls. The 7 Ks offset the 10 hits and he came up a winner. The Hurra-Cain showed some serious grit and gamerissitude, VSC was practically oozing from his pores. You had to love whiffin' the Griff in the 9th!
If there is a formula for the MMIX Giants, we saw it tonight. Maybe not the part about waiting until there were two out in the 8th (and Señor Slow batting) to show some batting life, but all the rest. We had TWO, yes TWO extra-base hits (we are last in the NL is XBH) in that very inning. We had an actual rally, getting a massive hit from Juan Uribe and thunderous coup de grâce from Mississippi Fred Lewis. Oh yeah, the formula: great start, big inning with curly numbers. I like that combination, it reminds me of that well-known Weaverism about pitching, fundmentals, and DINGERZ. I'm cool with 3-run dobles, you know, just as long as you get some curly fookin' numbers up there on the board.
A great win. After four agonizing losses, a win like this is very satisfying. Geez, we had three hits last night in 12 innings! That was hell. I have this recurring nightmare where I'm crawling across the desert, parched, boiled by the sun, and a tall glass of cold pilsener is just out of my grasp, pulled along by an unseen hand, and I keep reaching and reaching and never slaking my thirst. That was what this losing streak was like. Thank goodness Matt Cain got the GMF memo and played stopper. It's not even June and he's got FIVE in the W column. I'll drink to that.