Thursday, April 27, 2017

Alex Cobb and Three Coins Diner...

It was one of the nights when I just wanted to be alone. Nothing in the world would have kept me from staying in. Why bother right? My mind ran astray and thoughts seemed to fizzle into the Florida humidity. I haven't been able to hold a job very long and the only thing that seems to give my days any sense of purpose of living is the fact nine innings will be played. Strawberry stood by me and it seemed very odd why she'd stay with some buster like me. I guess the question arises within one someone comes to such a revelation is am I happy and what am I doing here?
Three Coins is an old diner not too far away from Seminole Heights. The neighborhood has become somewhat of a trendy place where white people with overloaded tattoos and good professions come to live and protest about their little inner tribulations. I have reached an age into my life where none of that stuff matters anymore and I simply accept things for what they were. As I looked around my apartment earlier in the day and pondered the thought, it was a mini moment of nirvana, which is to say, when one realizes their true position in life. Broke and humble.
Needless to say, Three Coins was cozy as it seems to draw a pretty diverse crowd, ranging from sad looking cops, weird pairs of people and the lonesome guy in search for their well-deserved meal. The coffee was watered down and the skinny Spanish lady had a charm with crooked teeth. All in all, it was a place where I could temporarily escape my thoughts and try to forget the daily grind of boredom and mundane conversations that played over and over inside my mind. Strawberry was at work, so Three Coins seemed suitable for the night. Alex Cobb was going tonight against a very good Dylan Bundy. She served my country steak and eggs and tuned onto the little screen in front of me.

Once again, Cobb showed his inability to go through 6.0 innings. Is it me or does every Rays starter seem to work every count 0-2 then work it full? Bundy looked OK but was a bit spotty with the command. Thus far, he really is The Orioles best pitcher. Bottom 2nd and the gates flooded. Seth Smith singles then KK throws is into a sliding Ryan Flaherty and Longo misses it completely. Cobber was backing him up then throws a fastball off the back of Flaherty's helmet and into LF the ball goes. O's up 3-0. Top 3rd. T-Bex cranks on into LF. 3-1. Top 5th. T-Beck does it again! Homers into LF. 3-2. Clawing back. Top 8th. Bases juiced. Time to take advantage. B-Miller grounds out and forces in a run but a good defensive stop by Crush Davis. 3-3. Top 11th. Jesus Sucre bloops one into right and The Rays take the lead 4-3. Bottom 11th. Alex Colome on the mound trying to shut the door. Schoop sac flies and ties it up. The bases get loaded and Colome walks in the winning run. Walked off (literally). Embarrassing. Say what you want, they should have had this game and the defense imploded and pitching couldn't get the job done. How many of these have we had in April? Is that what happens with "bullpen days"? Alex Cobb's night finished at 5.0 IP 8 H 3 R 2 ER 2 BB 3 K leveling his ERA to 4.66. It's frustrating to watch these starters unable to go deeper into games. This team cannot rely heavily in the pen hence why Colome lost his control and walked in the winning run. Sure T-Bex looked good but at the end of the day, if this team doesn't capitalize on all of these walks and can barely get one run out of them, they will always be losing by one run. Cobb's secondary stuff looked great though but just could not get these hitters out when jumping ahead. Picking around the zone. Erasmo continues to look great too. Just pounds the bottom part of the zone.

I lit a cigarette and tried not to think while on the patio sipping on the watered down coffee. Here I am without a thought in the world, full and smoking. Amazing to think I could be bored when other parts of the earth go through war, famine, dictatorship, poverty and political unrest. Perhaps I was bored but at least I was aware.
"How about them Rays buddy?" some guy on the patio asked.
"Check please,"
He seemed confused about the gesture and I left...full and humbled.


No comments:

Post a Comment