Jim Cowan

Always nice to deliver crushing disappointment to the Dix.

Fulmer loves his slider tonight. I don't.

Would have preferred to send Joe J back out for the 8th too.

I feel sick already.

Don't you worry about Riley Greene. Everything changed the day that he got here, and he's got a lot more glove than anyone told us about.

Foley didn't pitch well, but he did get screwed on his inherited runners.

FFS Alexander

Who serves up a cookie on 3 and 1

Here's Tyler Alexander

Foley don't cock this up.

Yeah...a month ago I would have taken Haase out behind the barn and shot him, but I really have to admire how he has turned things around. Now it's Grossman, yes he is a Hinch guy or so we were told last year, but guys in the clubhouse have to know that there is a limit, and that trying to win is the priority.

Lol fire your weapon Blyth!

Joe J struck out 2 guys in an 8 pitch inning.

This all started with 2 out.

New game!

Conklin: Let's ask Marie what she thinks. Bourne: Marie's dead. Conklin: I'm sorry to hear that...how did that happen? Bourne: She was slowing me down.

Wow, what a thrill. I've never seen that before.

Yes and I love a catcher named Crouch.

That's shocking. I have not heard that he died though...have you?

Hey the Sox have Reese McGuire, he's the guy who was caught choking the snake in a grocery store parking lot. Let's let him hear about it!

Dogs are just amazing.

Our Fritz would only get truly angry at us for one reason - if you pretended that you were going to hurt my Mom. He would get up and walk slowly towards you, letting out a very low growl. He wasn't kidding.

Toledo dropped both ends of a doubleheader, Baddoo was a combined 1-for-6 with a BB and a stolen base. He played both games, while the other guys - Hill, Cameron, Carpenter, Meadows - played one each and Robson didn't play at all except to pinch hit late in the second game. So it seems like getting Baddoo back in the groove is a priority when playing time is divvied up.

We had a German shepherd when I was a kid, Fritz, great dog, you could fight him on the living room rug and he would snarl and almost bite you but not quite. He was definitely the alpha male dog in the neighbourhood but as far as people went, if we liked someone then he did too. This was back in the days when milk was delivered to your house, and bread too, and even dry cleaning. So the dry cleaning guy came once a week, the dog would wag his tail, no problem. Then the dry cleaning guy got sick, his replacement knocked on the door, and when Fritz saw him he went full ballistic fucking apeshit, he hated this guy so much he was barking and foaming at the mouth. He genuinely wanted to kill the guy, no question, and it took all of your strength to hold him back. This went on for a few weeks, then the regular guy came back. A couple of months later my Mom is reading the local paper and she says "hey look at this". In the courtroom reports there is a mention of the substitute driver, who got 90 days or something like that for passing bad paper. Fritz just knew instinctively that the guy was garbage.

Off to Chicago now, to play the Barf Bags. First game is tough, Dylan Cease.