So how am I still standing?
It was a rough weekend for me, because in a house, nay, city full of Astros fans I was sitting alone in my room watching the Rockies lose twice. It was the saddest thing to watch Jeff Francis pitch so spectacularly and get a loss, especially because he’s on my fantasy team and I have no room for error as I battle it out for the seventh place spot.
On the positive side, the Astros really pulled it together. Impressive pinch hits from Darin (♥) and David Newhan helped out a lot, and fantastic pitching by MY LOVE THE ONE AND ONLY JACK CASSEL (more on him later). Brad Hawpe had a bunch of very key hits, and Jeff and Ubaldo (not so much Jorge) pitched fantastic games.
On the downside, Wandy’s hurt. That can’t be good. Troy Trevor has gone like, a week without a homer, and is 1-for-14 since his last home run. Manny Corpas still sucks, and Jorge de la Rosa is Mr. Inconsistent.
JACK CASSEL TIME!!!!
Pretty much if you’ve ever read this blog you know of my love for Jack Cassel. If you don’t, here’s a little backstory of my adoration of no. 20.
I met Jack at Spring Training this last year. I had no idea who he was when he signed my hat (other than he was ADORABLE, and still is), so when I got back to the hotel I checked the Astros’ roster. Turns out he went to Loyola Marymount University, which is one of the colleges I was looking at at the time. I asked him about it the next day and he provided no resounding endorsement, and we chatted as he signed random items for other people. Long story short, he is such a sweetheart, and he and his brother both had a collective big day yesterday. Tom Brady went down and Matt Cassel, Jack’s little bro who has been Brady’s backup for four years, came in and took over the game (and the Patriots won). Wandy went down and Jack took over, and the Astros won. And there’s another Cassel brother, Justin, who is in the White Sox system right now. And, and, there’s more. You know it’s not important unless The Dugout has done a piece on it, and guess what? They have. And it’s hilarious and well-written. And if you don’t yet read The Dugout, you should.
So enough gushing about Jack Cassel. How about we gush about Troy Tulowitzki?
Nah, I won’t subject my non-existant readers to more of that than I already have–except to say that he has a LOT of weird tics, like pushing his jersey up all the time.
So all in all, it was a mediocre weekend that resulted in my heart being ripped in twain by the Boys in Purple and the Boys in Red.
Thursday I’m going to the game and I’m hoping I’ll get a chance to talk to Jack :]
Until then, keep it spiffy.