This is probably going to be shortest recap of the season, or at least, I hope so. And really, who wants to relive that game? I mean besides White Sox fans, but I don't really care about their preferences at the moment.
The only person Ricky Nolasco was able to fool was Ronny Paulino when he couldn't catch a pitch by Ricky in the second inning. Afterwards it turned into a very long night.
Mark Buehrle, who is the proud owner of the last name that is the biggest pain in the butt to spell, somehow summoned up his A-game and the Marlins couldn't find a way to solve him.
Nolasco only lasted 5.1 innings giving up 8 runs on 10 hits, but I guess the good news is he didn't walk anyone. "Take small victories where you can." I think one of my grandmothers told me that. I still have yet to find solace in those words.
The Marlins offense did basically nothing against Buehrle, he pitched eight shutout innings and only allowed three hits. In other words, it was one crappy game to watch.
I'm told that the game only lasted 2 hours and 8 minutes, but it seemed like an eternity to me. But when nothing is working, that does tend to suck the enjoyment out of watching Marlins baseball. Since the Fish do play 162 of these things, being shutout for the first time this season was bound to happen sometime. It just wasn't pretty to watch.
The Marlins pitching sucked and the Marlins hitting sucked and when the two were added together, it was one sucky game.
Saturday, we try again.