At one point in tonight’s match-up against the Reds, Trevor Richards threw a fastball slightly too high. The ump correctly called it a ball, Richards slapped himself in the chest, and from that point I knew the Marlins were going to win this game.
Richards looked relentless coming off of last night’s embarrassing blowout. Something about the way he drew up tonight’s formula looked almost poetic. Like it had a meter and rhythm to it. Top-to-bottom, the Reds struggled with Richards’ refrain of up-top fastballs and his signature, devastating changeup.