I have a witness to how I turned the Nationals around last night. Now, Lillian cannot be compelled to testify against me in court [or at least the story line goes]. She can state I said as Adam Lind was coming in to pinch hit in the eighth, “We [Nationals] have to do it now,” easy to say with the top of the order following Lind. I was remembering what he did on Opening Day. His first swing as a Nat was a homer against the Marlins. I wasn’t greedy last night. And the Nationals were down by two.
A single, a walk, getting hit by a pitch would do. When, not if, he reaches first, put in a pinch runner.
Of course, Lind delivered — as he has so often in 2017.
Flash forward [ignoring Trea Turner’s propensity to swing at low — almost in the dirt and outside pitches] to Bryce Harper coming to bat.
When the court went to 3-1, I told him, “Kiss it, Bryce!” He did. A mammoth homerun but not to the harvest moon as a number of friends on Facebook [and life] posted and the Post’s Tom Boswell columnized.
The upper deck in right field was enough.
I was done for the night.
Manager Dusty’s lads were back in the game.
And I have a witness!