2011: A Chiefs Odyssey – Kevin’s Number 5

All four of the videos in your last post are great songs.  No argument here.  Also, thank you, I’m officially hooked on The Safety Dance.  Hey, here it is one more time, just for good measure!

Whoops, that was the Drypolcherian version of the song.  (I’ll let you explain that one, JB.)  Side note: That is the first time in my life I’ve seen any part of Glee outside of TV commercials.  I had to turn it off after 15 seconds.  Seriously, America?  SERIOUSLY????

#5 Mucho Gusto…Me Llamo Bradley

Well, I hate to match up again, but here we are for the second time.  Truth be told – I had this at #3 as soon as 60 seconds before this post, but I had debated it a ton, and I just can’t put it up that high.  You’ll see why in a few days – but still, Brad Peacock’s post-perfect game one-hitter was the best sequel since The Dark Knight.

Watching baseball the day after a perfect game – as I discovered for the first time on July 27 – is an unusual way of seeing the game.  The first batter to reach base is sad.  The first batter to get a hit is downright depressing.  You realize that you’ve seen something that you’ll probably never see again – and yet you immediately want to see it again.  When Peacock walked Luis Valbuena in the first, Jason and I both looked at each other with a smirk – but a smirk with just the tiniest bit of sadness inside, I believe.  Of course – that walk wasn’t a hit.  And neither was any plate appearance for the first seven innings, until Beau Mills’ double.

The game was much more than your ordinary, run-of-the-mill seven no-hit innings performance.  (As if there is such a thing.)  It was a night full of thoughts like “this can’t really be happening, can it?”  In the 27 or so hours between Germano’s perfect game and Peacock’s performance, there was no other place I wanted to be in the world than high above the field in the Alliance Bank Stadium press box.  It was – as cliche’ it sounds – a truly magical two nights of baseball.

I don’t think I ever really believed Peacock was going to throw a no-hitter, if only because of the pitch count – truth be told, it seemed like a miracle he even made it to the seventh.  He threw 109 pitches in his 7+ innings – a number that was only that low because of an economical last few frames.  Peacock walked four in the game and came close on a few others – but still retired 21 hitters without surrendering a hit in the Chiefs’ 2-0 win.

My favorite anecdote from this game was finding out postgame that Peacock and Randy Knorr never had a discussion about if or when Peacock would come out of the game.  Brad likely knew it was one bad pitch away from ending in the eighth – but the trust between manager and starting pitcher was already established in just the third Triple-A start for Peacock.  This was more than just a great game – it was a coming-out party.  Peacock’s first two Triple-A starts had been disastrous and decent – but July 27 was downright dominant.

The right-handed hurler ended up 5-1 with a cool 3.19 ERA in nine Syracuse starts, striking out 48 in 48 innings.  Opposing batters hit just .205 against Peacock in Triple-A.  On July 27, they hit .045.  And oh, how close it was to being .000.

POSTSCRIPT

You didn’t really think I was going to get through a response to the last post without a one-hit wonder of my own, right?

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