When considering Heath Bell’s non-blown-save-blown-save, this part hadn’t occurred to me: Carlos Zambrano was the pitcher of record and stood to get the win if Bell had managed to lock the game down in the ninth. Yet, despite this, there was no violence, mayhem, sturm nor drang.
“I feel like I’m a new Carlos Zambrano,” he said, “because the old Carlos Zambrano would be throwing a chair and screaming at his teammate. But God has changed my life. I’m happy that we won today. That’s the most important thing.”
Zambrano said Bell apologized to him afterward.
“Heath failed and it’s time to pick him up,” Zambrano said. “Everybody has to pick up each other. That’s what the game is all about.
This is highly disorienting. Like when Fonzie lost his cool or something.