...And I'm not just talking about his head, either. Sure, he does have a giant sized cranium, but he also grabbed his first save for the Nationals last night in a pressure situation. He came into the game in the top of the ninth, nursing a one run lead. Sure, he didn't exactly breeze through the inning, giving up a lead off double then walking Ryan Howard. But he was able to get a line drive out to Nyjer (in which the tying run tagged and went to third) and a shallow fly ball out to Willie in left. He then got out number three by getting that laid back, surely marijuana smoking, hang loose kid Victorino to pop out to Goozy to end the game.
And with that, I waited with baited breath. I've written in the past how Capps takes some of the worst celebratory photos in the history of sports, and wanted his first Washington winning moment to be nothing short of oozing machismo...
Yup, Matty. You still got it, bro.
Tonight we go to New York to play the Mets. On the bump for us is Scott Olsen, who won a starter spo...
Oh, for fucks sake, Riggleman. Glad I'll be at a bar to watch this one tonight, as I like to be in arms reach of liquor at all times with Mock on the mound. Hey, kids... want to commit suicide? Play the Garrett Mock drinking game! Take a shot for every walk he issues, every time he passes ten pitches (i.e. when his pitch count reaches 10, 20, 30, etc.), and every coaching visit, and do two shots for every wild pitch. You'll be on the floor in three innings, and dead in five. (And if anyone asks, blame it on Kevin Reiss. Hell, I stole the idea from him.)