Oh, the shame. Oh, the humiliation. It’s bad enough when you put up a fight and lose. It’s worse when you put up a fight and lose in extras. It’s even worse when you have to put up a fight at all because the relief corps squandered your lead. But to retain a very tight lead after a stellar start, to not score enough runs to make a late-inning dent seem like nothing, and ten to lose in a walkoff with no fight at all? It doesn’t get much worse than that.
It didn’t take us long to get ahead, even if we didn’t get ahead by much. Ellsbury hit the second pitch of the game for a single and later scored on a sac fly by Carp. Then, Victorino homered on the sixth pitch of the third inning, rocketing it beyond the left field fence for a huge solo shot.
It turned out that those were the only runs we’d score all game. Meanwhile, Peavy turned out the lights on the Giants through four; he gave up his first run in the fifth when he gave up a single followed by a triple. After a truly stellar start, he was replaced by Breslow with one on and two out in the sixth. Breslow finished the sixth and pitched the seventh, and Tazawa came on for the eighth. After securing the inning’s first out, he gave up two consecutive singles and a sac fly, allowing the Giants to tie it at two.
We went down in order in the ninth, but the Giants did not. Morales came on, and en route to obtaining the first two outs, he loaded the bases thanks to a single, a walk, and a hit batsman. So when Marco Scutaro of all people received four straight balls, there was no room for him on the bases.
Brayan Villareal had come on for the last at-bat, so the scoring play actually occurred under his watch. But Tazawa received a blown save, and Morales received the loss, which I think is more than fair.
Yes. The Giants won in the most humiliating way possible for the opposition: the literal walkoff.