I was really hoping to go 162-0, but alas, it was not to be. Of course not! Just a pipe dream. But the two losses the Dodgers suffered in Philadelphia over the weekend were absolutely avoidable, and both were ascribable to misguided moves by my boys in blue.
On Friday, both Shohei Ohtani and Andy Pages were caught trying to steal second, but not just caught, stupidly caught. They were clumsy and should not have been trying to steal with two outs in the respective situations they were in. Then, to cap it off, Chris Taylor stole second only to have it stolen back for the game-ending out after a review that overturned the call. He looked safe to me, my husband and Eric Karros, but the call went against the Dodgers. (I expect that may happen a lot now that everyone that’s not a Dodger fan absolutely hates the Dodgers!)
Then on Sunday, manager Dave Roberts should have insisted that the mound be dried out lest pitcher Tyler Glasnow hurt himself in the rain that made the pitcher’s mound a pile of sloppy goo. Instead, Doc let it go, and Glasnow gave up the game. What a shame.
But we are now 9-2, and that’s nothing to sneeze at. We started out 8-0, breaking the record for wins to start the season by a defending World Series champ.
Every game so far has been spine-tingling! I’ve been to two games, both of which ended in walk-off homers! Plus I found out that Tom Hanks, on whom I’ve had a crush since “Bosom Buddies,” takes score in his Stadium Club suite! (I’ve suspected since 1980 that he and I were soul mates destined never to meet.)
Piewalla's Dodger Blues 