So, San Diego with a lineup of household names (of tango singers or spelling bee contestants, apparently) against the Braves ace, Confirmation bias be damned, it’s a familiar scenario. Patented Braves rally of runners on second and third, nobody out yielding one run, followed by a DP failing to score a runner from third with one out. Pads get three straight hits to take the lead.

Mise en tableaux –

6 blackberries
3 leaves basil
4 oz lemonade
1.5 – 3 oz whiskey (I prefer Rittenhouse rye)
1 oz simple syrup (optional)

Muddle (crush) fruit and basil. Add other ingredients, shake well and pour over ice. Pairs nicely with Imperial, Tecate or other Mexican lager. Lather, rinse, repeat, and start working on that flatpick arrangement of Deep River Blues.

And then, it didn’t happen, despite the Braves best efforts. Evan Gattis got caught after tying the score wandering off second, but Chris Johnson got away with a risky advance and a positively Coxian squeeze put the side ahead. Some comical defense and a much needed Freeman single proved decisive.

And now, as Dumbledore said, “Forgive my mawkishness, Harry – I’m an old man”. It’s HoF weekend for Bobby Cox, Greg Maddux and Tom Glavine. The Braves are set to move to a fancy new home – although I would warn that Shelley’s dictum of “Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!” still apply. It’s been nearly 20 years since the magic of ’95. 20 years of high quality NL baseball on natural grass, as God intended yet the last few seasons have been neither fish nor fowl. I’ve been on a bit of a sabbatical this summer, embracing the game nightly more tightly than usual of late. This is far from the most enjoyable Braves team. Still, after some reflection, the process is more useful than the end result. I like Braves baseball drifting from the AM radio on my front porch. And should it happen that one golden season might return and the hometown nine should rise to a feat that would put them in good company with their mighty ancestors, it will be just a condiment to go with a dish well made that I enjoy every summer.