A seven-run thunderstorm came over Milwaukee in the sixth inning, drowning any chances they had for a win tonight. Deluged by the onslaught, the Brewers could only pray for sunshine, which finally came twelve batters and four pitchers later. Giving up another five runs in the eighth, including an RBI single to Guillermo Mota, didn't help stop the drowning. Blame it on the rain, say my friends Fab and Rob.
Outlook tomorrow is for more gloom and clouds for Milwaukee. Especially that Prince Fielder guy, who might have a little bruise after that ninth-inning Mota fastball hurricane slammed into his...er,...peninsula. Orel is covering tomorrow's game for SoSG, so he'd better bring his umbrella! Ella. Ella. Ay. Ay. Ay.