So my Dodgers rep calls me yesterday to warn me that if I didn’t get to the stadium for Early Entry (4:10 p.m.) I might not get the Shohei Ohtani Bobblehead giveaway. She said people were showing up the day before to wait for the gates to open. We decided to risk getting to the game 2 hours early (a big concession for my husband, who hates waiting around for first pitch).

Long story short, it was fine. We got our bobbleheads, the hubby sketched his next series of paintings, and I finished the NY Times’ Spelling Bee. When the game finally started, it was getting cold, and not just in the stands.

There is something about the combination of my husband in the Top Deck and Tyler Glasnow on the mound that doesn’t work. Both games Glasnow has pitched with Stephen in the crowd have been disasters. His only losses all season, in fact.

But pitching was only part of our problem against Elly De La Cruz (4-for-4 with 3 runs & 4 stolen bases) and the rest of the Cincinnati Reds. Our bats were dead as doornails. You know it’s bad when Chris Taylor is the only guy in our lineup with a hit.

We finally came alive in the bottom of the 9th, but by then we were in a 7-0 hole, and there was no digging ourselves all the way out.

MY SCORECARDS
GAME 46: Reds 7-Dodgers 2

Side note 1: Apparently, there were a small percentage of Ohtani bobbleheads with gray away uniforms. We got the white home uniforms, and I thought it might have been an urban myth that there were special limited editions. But today, looking at eBay, it’s true. However, they probably only gave them to Field Level ticketholders. They’re snobby that way.

Side note 2: Some youngish guy walked past me in the middle of an inning. He said, “Nice to meet someone else who does this!” And he waved a baseball scorebook at me. He was being nice, but all I could think was, “If you’re keeping score, where the fuck are you going in the middle of an inning?”