Organizational Recap – The Long, Cold Dark
Following a 90-minute rain delay, the Cubs fought through wind, misty rain, and 40-degree temperatures to lose by just eight runs to the Philadelphia Phillies, 10-2. I was at Wrigley tonight. This was my journey.
6:54pm. My friends and I reach our seats in Section 213. It is cold; it is rainy. The tarp is on the field; the right field jumbotron informs us that first pitch will be delayed due to inclement weather. Maybe a rainout is the optimal outcome here, considering that Brett Anderson is starting.
8:10pm. The tarp is off the field, which is good. I am sitting between my friend, a Cardinals fan, and another friend’s roommate, a fairly obnoxious Cubs fan. The roommate keeps leaning over me to make snide remarks to my Cardinals fan friend. They don’t know each other. This game can’t start soon enough, Brett Anderson or no Brett Anderson.
Top 1st. Brett Anderson has already given up a run as someone named Tommy Joseph steps up to the plate. A 1-run deficit? No problem, I think. Then Tommy Joseph cranks a 3-run home run into the soggy left field bleachers. 4-0. My ESPN app informs me that Tommy Joseph is a career .243 hitter. I feel sad.
Top 2nd. Aaron Altherr (who is supposedly German, but I don’t believe it) and Odubel Herrera combine to knock in three more runs, knocking out Brett Anderson in the process. Anderson leaves having surrendered 7 runs on 7 hits over 1 1/3 innings. It’s very cold and wet. Mike Montgomery, who some say should have Brett Anderson’s spot in the rotation, enters in short sleeves. A child cries a few rows behind me.
Innings 3-6. Baseball is played; I don’t know. I eat a hot dog at some point, I think. It doesn’t matter. Oh, actually, Javier Baez hits an opposite-field dinger in the 5th inning. Nice to see, I suppose. Few, though, are left at Wrigley to see it. If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
Top 7th. The night takes another Grimm turn as two more Phillies batsmen send baseballs deep into the cold, dark night. Justin Grimm is the pitcher. The score is 10-1. It’s very late; I stare at the garbage strewn across the cold concrete floor.
End 7th – Top 8th. It’s 40 degrees and we are cold. I go to concessions and ask for a Lemon Chill shaved ice. The concessions lady, perplexed, looks into my dead eyes. Perhaps understanding, she turns away, goes into the back, and returns with the Lemon Chill. I return to my seat to discover that Kyle Schwarber is catching, Miguel Montero is playing first, and Willson Contreras is playing third. Shaken from my stupor, I watch as Willson fields a ground ball cleanly and throws a strike to Montero to record the first out of the inning.
9th inning. I eat my Lemon Chill and shiver. The Cubs won the World Series, though.
AAA: Iowa Cubs 3, Colorado Springs SkySox 2
Victor Caratini and Jeimer Candelario each had two hits as the I-Cubs punished the SkySox for their stupid name.
AA: Tennessee Smokies 6, Mississippi Braves 3
Charcer Burks homered and Yasiel Balaguert notched two doubles as Zach Hedges recorded a quality start for the Smokies.
High A: Myrtle Beach Pelicans at Frederick Keys; PPD due to rain.
A: South Bend Cubs off-day.