It's the mystical power of the Weaver Bomb that does it. Hit a 3-run HR, your odds of winning go off the chart. It almost doesn't matter what the other team does. That's as reasonable an explanation for tonight's game as any. Score 11 runs--with this offense--and lose. Of course, it wasn't like we threw our best arms at them, but fourteen runs? That 7-run 6th inning was a bad trip, and we just had to sit there and endure, there was no remedy for it.
We'll need Tim to be Tim tomorrow. Maybe Garko!Garko!Garko! can keep his power stroke going, too.