A Belated Brief on a Greinke Start in Houston

Josh DugganCorrespondent IJune 27, 2009

KANSAS CITY, MO - JUNE 17:  Starting pitcher Zack Greinke #23 of the Kansas City Royals reacts after giving up three runs during the 4th inning of the game against the Arizona Diamondbacks on June 17, 2009 at Kauffman Stadium in Kansas City, Missouri.  (Photo by Jamie Squire/Getty Images)

Sorry for my nine-day absence, Royalscentricity readers. I've taken on a third job, which means I'm up to 70 hours a week or so. This leaves little time for blogging, as I'm pulling doubles three days a week now.

That being said, I fully intend to keep going with this and my other blog, Inconsiderate Prick, along with my column at Sports Grumblings.

Now usually, I would have had a little time to shoot something off into the ether on Tuesday, but I drove to Houston to see Zack Greinke take on the Astros.

I did intend to do a write up about the game but clearly did not get around to it in a remotely timely fashion.

Obviously, Greinke wasn't at the top of his game. The Astros were getting on-base at a fairly high clip and driving his pitch count up.

His pitch count was pretty high after five (in the 70s, if memory serves me correctly), but he worked through his last three innings efficaciously and handed the ball off to Jack Soria to collect the save. Owning both in my keeper league, it was a very successful day in my book.

There were two key highlights in the game. The first was when Greinke struck out Pudge Rodriguez on a 63 MPH curve that had the Hall-of-Famer swinging so desperately that his bat ended up about four rows deep just past the visitor's dugout.

The second was Billy Butler's 408-foot bomb that careened off the second panes of glass up the outfield wall in deep left field.

On a weird sidenote, we ran into Dayton Moore's sister in the parking lot a couple of blocks from the Juice Box. She was very nice but regaled us with tales of ruthless Astros fans. I am happy to report that I didn't have to whoop up on any out-of-line 'Stros fans.

Everyone got along amicably. I'm sure if we were fans of a Major League team, we'd have taken some shit from people. We're Royals fans, though, and no one cares about us.

Just so you dear readers are aware, I will be out of town starting Sunday for a week. Little Brother is getting hitched.

As such, I'll be back in Minnesota for a week and then working on the 4th back here in Austin. Luckily, the Royals are playing the Twins (albeit in KC) so I'll still get a chance to see most of their games.

Maybe that's not lucky for me...