There was a real feel good story tonight in Chicago—a guy making his major league debut hit a two-run walkoff home run to win the game in the bottom of the 10th.  But I don’t feel good at all because the guy who hit it was on the White Sox. As a result a very winnable game for the Braves got away. 

For a team that has done little wrong all season, a lot went wrong tonight.  After jumping out to a 4-0 lead in the top of the third, the Braves failed to score again in regulation. Grant Holmes could not stand the prosperity of a four run lead, and left the game after 3.2 innings having surrendered 3 runs.  Dylan Dodd held it there through the 5th, but with one on and one out in the 6th, Weiss turned it over to Cookie Carrasco.  Apparently Lee, Fuentes,and Kinley were each unavailable tonight.  Cookie gave up two hits in the 6th, but the Sox managed not to score.  Thanks to great plays by Olson and Eli White, the last two outs of the inning were made a home plate.  Cookie came back out for the 7th, and despite allowing the first 3 batters to reach, managed to hold them to one run.  That tied it up at 4-4 but it could have been worse.  When you allow 5 baserunners within a span of 6 plate appearances, and only give up one run, you are more lucky than good.  Even so, I’d prefer good to lucky. The good relievers pitched the 8th (Suarez) and 9th (Iglesias) and held them scoreless.

The Braves never should have let the game get to extras.  As Weiss said post-game, they needed to add on after the 4 runs in the first 3 innings.  Indeed, the Braves had 12 hits on the night, along with 3 walks, a HBP, and a runner reaching on an error.  But they left 10 men on base, were 1 for 11 with RISP, had two runners caught stealing, two thrown out at home, and hit into a DP.  They managed to plate the Manfred Man in the top of the 10th, but could not score a second run when they has a runner on third with one out.  Yet another runner was thrown out at the plate. 

Still, they almost won it anyway.  Iggy came out in the 10th for a second inning (he’d only thrown 12 pitches in the 9th).  He got the first two hitters, but hung a changeup to young Braden Montgomery, who hit the memorable blast to win the game.  It’s a huge moment for the kid, but don’t worry about Iggy; the homer just barely cleared the left field wall (apparently would only have been a homer in two other parks). Anyway, Iggy was going to blow a save at some point.  These things happen.

I said a lot went wrong tonight.  The worst was that RAJ is injured again.  He left the game with a tight hamstring in the top of the 4th.  Post-game, both Ronald and Walt said it does not seem as bad as the last one, but an MRI in the morning will provide better info. 

Despite the loss, several things went well.  Matt Olson homered in his first two at bats, and in his third AB he hit one to the top of the wall in center.  Ozzie and MHII each had 3 hits.  Remember in the offseason when we were worried that neither would be a productive hitter again?  It’s nice to be wrong sometimes.  And despite the blown save, we still have a terrific bullpen.  It’s going to be even better when Carrasco gets released again tomorrow.

And here is the best thing about tonight’s game. This ain’t football.  We play again tomorrow, and Chris Sale is on the mound.

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Last week when we played Toronto I listed some Canadian musical artists that I like.  Y’all took the ball and ran with it, bringing up Canadian musicians, from wonderful to mediocre (or worse). 

This week, facing the team from Chicago’s Southside, I couldn’t help but think of the great tradition of Chicago Blues, including Muddy Waters, Howlin Wolf, Willie Dixon, and Buddy Guy (who turns 90 this summer and is still touring).  Electric Blues may be Chicago’s greatest contribution to music, but there are so many other musical greats from the Windy City. Thomas (not Tommy) Dorsey, the Father of modern Gospel music and the writer of the hymn Precious Lord.  Soul/R&B of the 60’s and 70’s would not be the same without Sam Cooke, Curtis Mayfield, and Earth, Wind, and Fire. Although the hip hop pioneers and legends from Chicago don’t match those from ATL, it’s still an impressive group.  I’m a pretty big fan of Wilco, who have been based in Chicago since they formed in the 90’s, and I’ll bet there are Smashing Pumpkins fans in our bar.  When I was 14 I was a big fan of the rock group Chicago, but I eventually grew out of that.

Chicago native John Prine is one of the few songwriters of the past 60 years to rival Bob Dylan (and don’t forget his buddy Steve Goodman, who died way too young).  Prine’s body of work is incredible. 

His very first album contains a song that, modified just slightly, sums up the pleasures of our mutual Braves fandom:

When I woke up this morning, things were lookin’ bad
Seem like total silence was the only friend I had
Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down, and won
And it was twelve o’clock before I realized
I was havin’ no fun

Ah, but fortunately I have the key to escape reality
And you may see me tonight with a Braves ballgame smile
It don’t cost very much, but it lasts a long while
Won’t you please tell my wife I’m not drifting downstream

No, I’m just tryin’ to pull for my team

Last time I checked my bankroll
It was gettin’ thin
Sometimes it seems like the bottom
Is the only place I’ve been
I chased a rainbow down a one-way street dead end
And all my friends turned out to be Miami Marlins

Ah, but fortunately I have the key to escape reality
And you may see me tonight with a Braves ballgame smile
It don’t cost very much, but it lasts a long while

Won’t you please tell my wife I’m not drifting downstream

No, I’m just tryin’ to pull for my team

Well, I sat down in my closet with all my overalls
Tryin’ to get away from all the ears inside my walls
I dreamed the police heard everything I thought, what then?
And in my dream my team was bought by Steve Cohen Ah, but fortunately I have the key to escape reality


And you may see me tonight with a Braves ballgame smile
It don’t cost very much, but it lasts a long while


Won’t you please tell my wife I’m not drifting downstream

No, I’m just tryin’ to pull for my team