Sobering thought to start the night: Monday’s meltdown in LA
marked the fifth time in September, IN SEPTEMBER, San Francisco blew a game it
led in the ninth. Flip those into the win column and Tuesday’s contest was for
the NL West lead. Instead, the floundering Giants were hanging onto a chair by
a fingernail while knowing the music was about to stop. Oh, and they try to do so
while losing two more vital pieces.
Head first didn't work out too well for Crawford, (Getty Images) |
'Twas against this backdrop that Johnny Cueto ducked and weaved his way to victory in a game his team absolutely had to have in a 2-0 way-too-long-for-nine-innings victory at Chavez Latrine, uh, Dodger Stadium.
Trailing the Dodgers by seven games with 11 to play it’s a
matter of when, not if, LA clinches the division. Even winning out, a mean feat
for a team that had lost six of ten, would mean help from Colorado and San Diego
would be required so let’s just take an eraser to that white board. The battle is
for the wild card, with the G-Men locked with St. Louis and New York for the
last postseason spots and knowing the Cards were rolling Colorado like a log.
The Mets were toppled by Atlanta, meaning at the end of the night the Giants
would be tied for the fourth spot with both or out of the frame.
It was a comedy of errors early on, minus the laugh track.
Eduardo Nunez opened the game with a single but was promptly caught learning by
Dodgers starter Rich Hill. An inning later Brandon Crawford tried to go first
to third on a single to left and not only got gunned down but got a dislocated
left pinky for his trouble.
On the flip side Cueto instituted his own version of
softball’s international tiebreaker rule, putting the first two hitters aboard
in each of the first two stanzas but wriggling off the hook. He’d also return
the favor in the pick-off department, getting Josh Reddick for the first out of
the fourth.
San Francisco’s first scoring opportunity came in the top
half of that inning. Singles by Buster Posey and Hunter Pence combined with a
walk to Joe Panik to load the bases with two out. Of course they didn’t score;
Brandon Belt went down looking for what seemed to be the 1,164th
time this season. Timing is everything, right.
Nunez finally broke the drought in the fifth, taking a ball 361 feet to left over the 360-foot sign for a two-out solo shot. Between the
two clubs it was the 12th hit of the evening but they were a
combined zero for nine with runners in scoring position, which didn’t take into
account the base running blunders on both sides. Any way you slice it the
Giants had a 1-0 edge at the game’s midway point, giving us plenty of time to
shudder at the thought of handing this 30-games-blown bullpen a one-run lead.
Pop goes the pitcher. (Getty Images) |
Speaking of bullpens, the Dodgers’ crew has an interesting
stat. Thirty-five times this year the starter went five innings or less yet the
bullpen held up and gave LA a win. For all of the injuries, slumps, rotation
meltdowns and assorted blunders, there’s your campaign right there.
Hill took care of the five-inning part, departing after that
number and 77 pitches. Meanwhile, Cueto kept plugging along as the Dodgers
squandered more chances than the class nerd at a kegger overrun by a drunken toga-clad
sorority.
Some of those chances were gifts, most notably provided by so spotty
play from the Giants’ non-shortstop shortstop, Ehire Adrianza, who butchered
plays in the fifth and sixth that Crawford makes with Johnny Lemaster strapped
to his back.
Any hope to keep the bullpen out of the equation disappeared
soon after the second Adrianza bozo effort when Cueto strained a groin muscle
and had to exit, leaving Steven Okert, a guy who wasn’t on the roster three
weeks ago, a two-on and one-out Yasiel Puig pickle. Madison Bumgarner was no
doubt lobbying to make a “relief” appearance. Why not, there certainly wasn’t a
space for him in the trainers’ room.
Okert fanned Puig then did the same to Kike Hernandez to
send the Giants to the seventh up 1-0. His reward was his first Major League
at-bat (he struck out) and another inning of work (scoreless despite a two-out
single), sending fans to Baseball Prospectus to figure out why Okert wasn’t on
a Major League roster for much of ’16 while Santiago Casilla was blowing up
like a Samsung Galaxy 7.
Will Smith’s quiet eighth left Giants fans squirming at the prospect
of nursing yet another one-run lead into the opposition’s final at-bat. They didn’t
have to. With one gone in the top of the ninth, Belt finally squared up afastball from Grant Dayton and deposited it in the right field pavilion. That
handed a slightly bigger advantage to new/old closer Sergio Romo.
For one of the few times this season, fans were treated to a
ninth inning absent drama. Romo struck out Puig, got Andre Ethier on a grounder
to second, and fanned Chase Utley to end it. A star is (re)born. Long live the
slider.
Eduardo Nunez provides half the San Frncisco offense. (Getty Images) |
San Francisco held an 11-9 edge in the hit department and had
the big blows from Nunez and Belt. They, along with Posey, registered two hits
apiece with Crawford, Pence, Adrianza, Gorkys Hernandez and Jarrett Parker logging
the rest. Despite their hit total, the Dodgers were zero for ten with RISP.
Cueto scattered eight hits over his 5 1/3 innings, striking
out six and walking a pair en route to his 17th (and hopefully not
last) win of the year. Okert fanned three against one hit in his 1 2/3 frames,
with Smith and Romo finishing it up.
Time of game: three hours and 36 minutes. That's what happens when 11 hurlers take the hill; and can you believe the Giants only used four?
Eleven games remain with the Giants, Mets and Cardinals sharing identical 80-71 records. By October 3rd two will be readying
for a winner-take-all battle while the third pats itself on the back for a
winning record (probably) and making fishing plans.
Matt Moore (11-11, 4.06 ERA), who came one out short of a
no-hitter in his last LA appearance, gets the call in Wednesday’s series finale
while Kenta Maeda (15-9, 3.24) goes for the Smurfs.
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