Perhaps Tuesday’s aren’t the best night for me to recap, because if the game gets meh, or bleh, or blegh, I’m not against flipping over to ABC and watching Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Don’t-Call-Me-Mike Stanton is good. It was only so long before he got tired of swinging through hittable pitches and started smacking the crap out of the ball. There’s a reason they’re paying him the gross national product of Micronesia. Dee Gordon is not very good, but he looked pretty good against Trevor Cahill: Not Fixed Yet.
So I flipped over to superhero TV. Because I wasn’t being entertained at all. Maybe this one will be better.