no 16th?
Craig Biggio did not get hit by a pitch by the Reds last night, which means his 15 year streak of getting plunked by the Reds is likely over, since he's not expected to start either of the next two games, leading up to his return to the other side of the plate on Friday. It's still possible that he could have a pinch hit appearance, but they haven't been using him much in that role with such a deep September bench to choose from.
Tom Shearn pitches for the Reds today, but he's never hit a batter. He's only pitched 32 innings so far, so he'll probably get around to plunking a batter sometime soon.
Craig Biggio has never been plunked on September 26th.
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Now if you ask me, and plenty folk do now and again, we got us four games remaining in Target’s tenure in the major leagues and then that’s that. Knowing that the likelihood of him starting each of the four remaining games is pert near squat, we can assume possibly that he will start two or three of them games. I’m banking on him starting only two – Saturday and Sunday. Saturday he will start behind the plate and by the end of the first inning I reckon his knees will be screaming in pain and anguish, so they’ll yank him and that will be that. Sunday I reckon he might could start in the infield and then Mr. Cooper will probably yank him early on to allow for some young upstart to come in and get a bit of playing time in the same game. So I reckon we are down to the last handful of plate appearances for Mr. Biggio. Mama done told me that the name “Cooper” is derived from the old English word that means barrel maker. She also told me that “Biggio” is derived from the Greek θα αποτύχει να πάρει τρία – which roughly translates “he will fail in his quest for three” I reckon this is simply coincidence or quite possibly a bad translation … especially since I recall him being from New York, not Greece. As you might recall, Bernice is here with us until she and Lester work things out. Well, in a gesture of working things out, Lester appeared on the door step the other day and he has been sleeping on the sofa since then. I can’t stand him, truth be node. He drives me almost as far up the wall as Bernice. They don’t understand my interest in the plunk record nor my fascination with “he will fail in his quest for three” I done took to choppin’ more wood to give me an excuse to get out the house and get away from them rascals. We need us three little plunks and I fear we ain’t going to see them. We done seed the last one in July and that was that. Not a one of us node at the time, but I fear that was it. That’s all she done wrote. Now this here Lester is a part-time nudist. He normally practices his penchant for a clothing-free existence in the warmer months, but because he’s staying here in Chesterfield County with us (where it tends to be a mite warmer than up in Weasel Holler) he has opted to disrobe for the duration of the season. So We got us this fool Lester waltzing around the double wide trailer naked as a jay bird while I try to concentrate on the final few plunking opportunities. That’s going on and Bernice asked if her stinkin’ sister could stay a night or two so we got us a trailer full of company what ain’t interested in the quest for the universal plunk record and I am riled up and nervous like you wouldn’t believe and we got us only four games remaining and then it’s all over. I ain’t done slept in six weeks. I ain’t got no fingernails remaining on account of chewing them off. I discovered I could gnaw on my toenails if I flex up real good first, so I have taken to toe gnawin’ while the games are on the radio machine. I’m one nervous Nelly and I don’t see this ending pretty.
Have you tried throwing baseballs at Lester or Bernice or any of those other unwanted visitors? It might help. And it probably couldn't hurt. Well, it could hurt them, but that's not really the point.
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