I didn’t pay any attention to the game yesterday, which apparently makes 26 of us. I have a better excuse: I’m on vacation for a couple of days in French Canada, but the Braves are in Wrigley Field, which you’d think would be a pretty good clue that there’s a baseball game going on. The Braves did that thing where they outhit the other team and yet get outscored by six runs, partly because both Mike Foltynewicz gave up another two home runs.
Speaking of that, I wrote this two weeks ago:
Homers are pretty much the story of his year.