7 6 1 1 3 3
Game Score 61
Fred Lewis pinch-hit for Matt Cain to lead off the 8th, worked the count, and roped a single. It was the best plate appearance of the evening for the G-men. Wainwright had us completely mastered until that point. We had a shot (bases loaded, Sandoval batting) to take the lead, but had to settle for the tie. That's the fifth no-decision for Cain this year. Matt's 7 IP weren't pretty or efficient, but he's a GMF and whipped out his can of VSC when he needed it. The other guy was dominant, flashing the big strikeout stuff, working efficiently, and going the full nine, but suffered the same ND fate. Our fielding was a mess tonight, breaking a long run of solid defensive play. Pablo Sandoval dropped Cody Rasmus' foul pop fly right before the game-winning bomb. Romo, like Cain, was not at his best but still got the big outs. Affeldt was very impressive, again. We brought out our limp noodles tonight and Wainwright took advantage. Our pitching--the team strength--kept it close, of course, but it wasn't good enough. The whole show was like a World Cup soccer match, lots of feints and dodges and questionable officiating but only a handful of real shots on goal. Finally, after 90 minutes of pointless running around, and a spot of OT for good measure, the home team nailed the decider. Bleah.