While I readily admit I did not complete live viewings of either of the two previous games, the scores in each were my excuse. This afternoon, I watched to the bitter end, not at all aided by two broadcasters whose unenviable task, to make the San Diego Padres an interesting team, remains, I’m afraid, unfulfilled. For two (partial) nights I’ve had to listen to Don Orsillo giggle at his own athletic ineptitude and his fear of radio guy Mark Grant with his broadcast partner, Mark Sweeney. When a last place teams either trails or leads by 7 runs or more, you have to do all sorts of stuff to keep yourself awake, I guess, but it’s much harder for a person three time zones away to join in the merriment.
Padres 3, Braves 1
