"Fortunately for me, I didn't miss the pitch that he threw me." (Michael Tucker, via NY Post, 8/14/2006)
Michael Tucker. Michael Tucker? Michael Tucker!?
Tucker takes Rauch deep in 8th; Mets beat Nats 3-1. You've got to be kidding me. Michael Tucker?
To err is human, but to really foul things up requires a Nationals uniform: Schneider & Anderson pitch in with costly errors in the 7th.
Yay. Soriano hits 200th HR of his career -- but grounds out with the bases loaded and two out in the 7th when it really counted.
Best start of the year by Tony (sore)Arm-as (7 IP, 2 H, 1 R, 5 K) is wasted.
The Hollywood ending would have gone something like this: The 30 year old minor league lifer steps to the plate in the 9th inning of a 3-1 game, called on to pinch hit in just his 3rd major league at bat, his team trailing at home with two outs and two on in the bottom of the 9th. The rookie, grizzled and weary from years of riding buses to lonely minor league outposts, steps to the plate against the other team's dominating closer, AND (cue the music, please)......hits a long home run to win the game, gets mobbed by his teammates as he reaches home plate, while the crowd, in a frenzy, chants his name. The credits roll, the lights go up, and everyone goes home happy. Maybe after the game, surrounded by reporters and microphones, the rookie talks philosophically about the long road that has led to this moment, those long bus rides from Utica and New Orleans to the outer reaches of professional baseball.
Instead, Brandon Harper popped out (on a nice sliding catch by Delgado in foul territory) to end the game.
(Photo by Nick Wass/AP)