30 Runs?

Wow. I was excited by my team breaking out for 11 runs. But 30? Seriously, I thought it was a misprint when I first saw the box score on yahoo. Thirty freaking runs?

And then I wondered what it would take for the Pirates to score 30 runs. And, you know, stopped. I may be delusional about prospects, but I'm not insane enough to dream about the Pirates actually scoring 30 runs.

I'll enjoy the 11 runs and relish the role of "spoiler." So long as playing "spoiler" doesn't delude Mr. Nutting into thinking that Mr. Littlefield and Mr. Tracy need to return for another season.

Speaking of which. Even if the Pirates somehow score 30 runs (it will never happen), even if 3 of the Pirate starting pitchers finish the year pitching well (I hope against hope when it comes to the three "young" pitchers but doubt it happens as smoothly/perfectly as I wish for), even if the Pirates somehow have a .500 record in August (wow, impressive), David Littlefield and Jim Tracy still bug me. A lot.

(Right now I'm thinking of a post comparing Littlefield's inability to grasp reality and Tracy wanting to focus on the improvement of some tiny statistic to the President's claims about what is happening in Iraq. And since I'm at that point, I've reached the conclusion that it's time to stop blogging for the evening.)

More on the ingratiating idiosyncrasies of Littlefield and Tracy later this summer. But, in the aftermath of a 11-2 victory, may as well "bask in the aftermath of victory" and ignore the GM and manager. At least for this evening.