Week 10 v. Bedwetter Brent

"Look what you did to Mr. Bigglesworth!" shouted Kevin Millar from the top of the dugout steps on Sunday, as the Five-Ways celebrated a monster victory. So which part of that was factually correct? The part that fits with a score of 9-1, that's what part. The offense came through big time against a league leader, with 9 different players going yard and all but one contributing a run to the cause. Star points go to Cogs, or Florida Marlins rookie Chris Coghlan, who looked a lot like a real big-league leadoff hitter with 6 runs scored, 2 swipes, and a fresh-from-the-oven .379 average.

On the mound, things weren't quite so pretty. Derek Lowe appeared normal in his first start of the week, but got roughed up on Sunday, nearly costing the team both ERA and WHIP. Fortunately, Brent had even worse luck with his starters at the end of the week. So despite awful numbers in those columns and injury concerns for Bedard & Oswalt, the hurlers did enough to keep control of their ratios. The amazing disappearing closer, Huston Street, showed up as a horse all week long, easily wrapping up saves for the team. The only category lost was strikeouts, which was sacrificed upon Brent's plaintive cry of "Throw me a frickin' bone here!"

What does it all mean? It means third place on the ladder for now. While I am excited for all this success, it can't keep up exactly like this. Later in the season this will be probably the 'hot pocket' put up by the offense. Surely my guys can't keep hitting for power like this, can they? The pitching needs to get better in order for the plan to work. Roy Oswalt, that means YOU. Starting this week, please.

This week, you say? The matchup is Mr. Mistoffelees, a fellow UGA man (a May graduate), who is now famous for doing the not-so-manly thing of dressing like the character from 'Cats' for a Halloween party. I'm hoping he's still local now that I'm in Georgia and the winner can have a beverage purchased for them at a nearby establishment. But I don't want to anger him. If Mr. Bigglesworth is any indication, you don't want to mess with cats who have honorific names. I suppose I will have to update after the week is over, Mr. M has replied electronically, and victory has been achieved. Fingers crossed...