You know, arcades? Where you used to have to put quarters into the machines to keep your Street Fighter II Turbo streak going? Yeah, those things. I bring them up because what the Braves and Reds did today was only nominally baseball — the combination of a re-juiced baseball, two lineups mashing the ball, the teeny-tiny confines of Great American Ball Park, and some truly awful pitching, and that’s the stew that was served on Friday night.
To be honest, I am at a loss about how to recap this game. I can’t really describe the entirety of the goings-on.