It’s like the sun coming up, it’s so darn predictable. If you’re in Vegas, place a C-Note on it because it’s happening. Closer to GABP, if you’re at the roulette table at the JACK Casino on Broadway Commons, put it all on 19. Because whenever things are going wrong in Reds Country, that’s inevitably what some folks do: they put it all on 19.
The baseball version of the Apocalypse occurred as the Reds were being swept in Chavez Ravine. Joey Votto lifted a soft and oh-so shallow fly ball into foul territory short of first base. This is something Votto never does.