[our movie reference is to a grisly murder mystery. The murders are based off of the 7 cardinal or deadly sins espoused by the medieval Roman Catholic Church. We won’t add in the two “lost sins,” or go deep into that, but there is a parallel.]
The Braves entered this one on what appeared to be the short end of the pitching matchup. Noah Syndergaard is known by the mythical name “Thor.” Aaron Blair had not had a really good start at the Major League level all year. In fact the pitching matchup maybe caused some ENVY.And the Snit led Braves sometimes win with those kinds of odds. We can no longer assume “Of course we lose.” Well, the Braves did the hammering.
Thor shut down the Braves in the first. But Aaron matched him. In the second, Nick Markakis singled by bouncing one off of Thor to Rivera. We will call that play SLOTH. Tyler Flowers and Jace Peterson walked, thus bringing up Dansby Swanson. Well he singled, but only one got in. Then, Blair popped up, but Ender Inciarte singled to bring home another. A quick 2 to zero lead.
After a first inning walk, Blair went straight through the Mets through the Mets until the bottom of the fourth. Meanwhile, the Braves got a solo home run from Freddie Freeman in the 3rd and Hugs drove in 2 more in the top of the 4th. After Kemp got a single, Thor was done in favor of our old farm hand Sean Gilmartin who stopped the train wreck. In the bottom half, Blair gave up a two run homer to T. J. Rivera. So at end of 4, still comfortably ahead Braves 5, Mets 2.
The Mets Fans expressed their ANGER by beginning to trail out gradually over the next few innings. Not exactly what they came to see.
We all have PRIDE that Blair got a two run Quality Start by making it through 6. Then, Mauricio Cabrera came in and went through an inning with one hit and no strikeouts.
In the top of the 7th, the Braves went all in for GLUTTONY. Freeman, Flowers, and Peterson got on and Dansby drove the first two in. Thus 7 to 2 after 6 1/2. Mets fans’ ANGER really got going now.
I LUST for a team that can do this regularly. Maybe next year. . . .