 Up to bat comes Lars Knutbaugh for the Cardinals. What a beautiful name, played at USC football. Baseball did it all in high school. Tweeted that he's scared of the dark and probably thinks he will be for the rest of his life back in 2014. Looks at the bat, focuses his eyes, steps into the box, says don't do me wrong, blue. Let's have a good one. First pitch from Keller, strike. Umpire records it as such. Oh and one, outside. One and one is the count. That one spits on it low. The great ball exchange. Salvi says, I'll take that one. Brad, you take this one. That one goes over there. And as they ump, he grabs one from the left side, brings it to the right side. Then the ump checks the count and says, what's the count again? It's two and one, okay. Good, take note of it. Next pitch in the zone, strike three, you're out. He says, but ump, that's only two strikes. He says, you're right, son. My bad, dammit, dammit, dammit, embarrassing myself. Next pitch, strike three, wings him up again. Double-ring out Lars, eat it. Guy hates you. Now he's up for his next at bat in the game. First pitch, that's a ball out. No one argues, next pitch. Ooh, nice pitch, Brad. That's a strike, ump records it as such. We have a one and one count. That pitch, he's gonna call a strike three, you're out. Nope, strike two, strike two, strike two. And this guy says, hey, that is only two. And this fan says, that's strike number two. Two, blue, and he says, ah, shit, I did it again. Awfully embarrassing, oh, I gotta pick it up. That's in the dirt, good job by Lars. And that one is roped right back up the middle for a single and the pointer brothers are gonna come out as he says, thank you coach and good job over there and tap, tap, tap and good job there. Blue, now your best.