After a couple hundred games at the ol' ballyard, I finally fulfilled a minor goal of mine and sat in the arcade for the first time. It was a nice night to sit there, with minimal wind, and all that was missing was a baseball game with interesting parts.
The Giants got two hits. The Diamondbacks had 11. That's probably the most important part of the game, the real takeaway. When factoring in the hard-hit balls that were caught and the sheer amount of runners for the other team, the Giants probably should have lost 5-2. That would have stung a wee bit less. There's your consolation. Use it wisely.
Except there's a special section of baseball hell devoted to innings like the bottom of the ninth on Friday. The strike zone was garbage all night, mostly, but it got absurd in the final inning, for some reason.
Brad Ziegler hasn't had a lot of success against left-handers over his career, and that was a good thing. Lefty, lefty, Posey, lefty, lefty. It was a sequence of the worst possible matchups for a guy like Ziegler, and the Giants were set up well.
Let's just go to the pictures. Words aren't going to do much, here.
The reason the Giants lost? I dunno about that. But I would liked to have seen Joe Panik in a 2-0 count or a 3-1 count against Ziegler. I would like to have seen Pagan in a 3-1 count. In a game in which the Giants hit the ball hard, often, with nothing to show for it, I just wanted the chance for them to hit the ball hard again. Mark Carlson was against that idea.
On the other hand, the Giants were outhit, 11-2. They probably deserved to lose.
Still, a normal strike zone in the ninth would have been pretty cool.
That game kind of stunk.