OK, the Rockies won again. So did San Diego, so did the Dodgers. For another day, at least, the three-way tie persists. But on to more important matters.
I have two Rockies jerseys: a white one with purple stripes which doesn't have anybody's name on it, and a purple Todd Helton one. So far this year, Colorado is undefeated (4-0 I think, including one spring training game) in games which I attend in the purple jersey, but an unimpressive 1-2 when I wear the white. Unfortunately, the Todd Helton jersey has Burger King's excellent sweet and sour sauce on it at the moment and I lacked quarters for laundry this afternoon. I had to go to the game in the white jersey. Clearly, I was going to need some pretty strong mojo to counter the bad luck my incorrect shirt choice was sure to bring the home team. Here's what I came up with: rather than keeping score for the visitors with my left hand and the Rockies with my right hand, like I normally do, I switched to keeping score with whichever hand was the opposite of the one being used by the guy on the mound to throw. This meant that I didn't go to my right hand until Steve Kline came in for the Giants in the seventh. You can't question results: the Rockies allowed nothin' but for three solo home runs (all of which came within twenty feet of my seat in the leftfield bleachers) and scored enough to win the game in one big inning against Jamey Wright. I'm going to continue keeping score in this method at home until the Rockies lose one. Then I guess I'll have to do my laundry.
Of course the Giants travelling to Denver means the Barry Bonds sideshow drops by as well; while Bonds did play in this game San Francisco got much more offensively out of someone named Eliezer Alfonzo, who hit two of the three homers. I don't think I'm ready to jettison Joe Mauer from my fantasy team in favor of Eliezer, but he is hitting .311/.333/.595 in 74 at-bats so I guess I should know who he is. I do now. In any event the crowd in the bleachers didn't seem very enthusiastic about booing Bonds. As you know I save all of my best heckling for Jeff Kent's visits to Coors Field but I did ask Barry whether he was planning on sending any more of his friends to jail this week and may have also offered a comment or two about his enormous head blocking my view of the pitcher's mound. For his part Bonds offered the crowd no overt acknowledgement but did crack a smile a couple of times. Well, at least someone thinks this whole travesty is funny.
Jamey Carroll had a big single (what else is new), knocking in two runs. Matt Holliday hit a line drive homer to right-center that had the trajectory of a Shaquille O'Neal free throw. Josh Fogg even added a two-out RBI knock for good measure. Typical Josh Fogg game -- two strikeouts, one walk, seven hits in seven innings, two runs. It sure was a blast from the past watching Jamey Wright give up a big inning at Coors Field. I feel a little bad for Wright. If he was playing for this year's Rockies, with the improved defense, the nice bullpen, and the magical humidor, his numbers would probably look a lot like Fogg's. Sadly, he signed with this year's Giants, and he's 5-8. It wasn't a textbook ninth inning for Brian Fuentes, who gave up Alfonzo's second screamer and a sharp single to Lance Niekro, both with two outs. Before that, though, he absolutely undressed Steve Finley with a three-pitch strikeout. It might be time for Finley to think about hanging 'em up. That's true of about seven San Francisco regulars.
In any event, I was able to record the final out, a groundout by former Colorado player Todd Greene, with my right hand and get home by 10:30. Also worth mentioning that I met a guy in the stands who went to the same suburban Chicago high school as I did, although not at the same time. Still, if he's reading this, hope you enjoyed Coors Field and go Trevians.