Clayton Kershaw (2-2, 3.96) vs. Kevin Correia (4-2, 3.97).
COMMENTS: (with apologies to Roald Dahl)
Chapter 15: The Petco Park
"Isn't it wonderful! whispered Clayton. "Hasn't it got a wonderful, processed food smell, Grandpa?"
"It is a beautiful field," said Grandpa Joe Torre, grinning with delight. "This being our first trip to Petco Park this year, it is a pretty beautiful--and cavernous--ballpark in which to pitch."
Suddenly, the air was filled with screams of excitement. The screams came from Hiroki Salt. He was pointing frantically to the other side of the ballpark. "Look! Look over there!" he screamed (strangely, in English; work with me here). "What is it? He's moving! He's walking! It's a little person! It's a little man! Down there in the shadow of the Western Metal Supply building!"
Everybody stopped taking batting practice, and stared at the infield.
"He's right, Grandpa Joe Torre!" cried Clayton. "It is a little man! Can you see him?
"I see him, Clayton!" said Grandpa Joe Torre excitedly. And now everyone started shouting at once.
"What is he doing?" said Augustus Broxton.
"Where does he come from?" said Violet Billingsley.
"But he can't be a real Padre," Clayton said.
"Of course he's a real Padre," Mr. Petco answered. "He's an Oompa-Loompa. But in my park, we like to call him The MSB."
Eckstein photo: Donald Miralle/Getty Images North America. And by the way, that's a toothpick he's holding.