So the night after Tim Hudson’s 200th win, Paul Maholm came out and reminded us why pitcher wins are stupid. Maholm pitched eight innings of two-run, five-baserunner baseball, but the offense took the night off and Jordan Zimmerman, who was even better, got the win instead.
It was really more of a soccer match than a baseball game, in that only one scoring play happened (Ian Desmond took a hanging Maholm breaking ball deep in the top of the fourth after Bryce Harper’s walk) but the result totally makes sense because you never got the sense the Braves even got a shot on goal. Maholm himself was the furthest-advanced baserunner Atlanta had all night, doubling in the third. After that, the next 20 Braves to hit all made outs. As things looked against Zimmerman for eight innings and then Rafael Soriano in the ninth, the next 20 after that might also have done the same. Fortunately the rules are such that they stopped the game before it came to that.
A team constructed as the Braves are will have nights like this, so in all honesty don’t worry about it. They swing hard, and if it’s last night it’s eight runs, and if it’s tonight, it’s nine strikeouts. Overall they’ll win more than they lose this way, but the stinkers will stink to high hell. Such was tonight.
Justin Upton got a hit too, and he was the only Braves regular to do so, so he will be noted in this recap.
The game took about 45 minutes to complete, but as the banner flying above the ballpark most nights reminds us, your ticket to the game is your free admission to the Cheetah, and it’s a work night for most folks, so there was a silver lining for some subset of the Braves fanbase tonight.
I’d like to personally thank the good folks at Jailhouse Brewing in Henry County for helping me get through this game and recap with a tall bottle of Breakout Stout. If you live in Atlanta, I recommend you drop what you’re doing, head to a bar, a liquor store, or a higher-end gas station, and get yourself one right now. I don’t care if you’re at work. It’s worth it.