Like you, I bet, I went to bed Wednesday night convinced that the Baseball Gods will not allow the Braves to have nice things. If you were watching as Freddie got plunked on the wrist and immediately walked to the clubhouse in disgust, and then watched the repeated replays of that HBP alongside the almost identical HBP in May 2017, you just knew that the promising start to 2018 was heading toward 2015-17 territory.
Were you as stunned as I was to see Freddie in the starting lineup Thursday? There were so many nice things in Thursday’s game, it’s easy to lose sight of the best thing of all: Freeman’s wrist is OK.