Indians helpless against Verlander
BY JON PAUL MOROSI
FREE PRESS SPORTS WRITER
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Tigers right-hander Justin
Verlander (13-4) struck out eight against the
Indians on Wednesday and lowered his ERA to 2.69 for the season. (TONY
DEJAK/Associated Press) |
Justin Verlander humbled the Indians
through 6 2/3 innings Wednesday in the Tigers' 4-1 win. His 97th, and final,
pitch -- a fastball to rookie Joe Inglett -- yielded
Afterward, Verlander's victims were
asked for their version of the events. Most could speak about a strikeout.
Jason Michaels, Casey Blake and Ben Broussard (traded to
A fastball that climbs to 100 m.p.h. --
as Verlander's did in the sixth against Travis Hafner -- tends to inspire hyperbole.
Inglett: "The ball explodes out of his
hand."
Michaels: "Pretty nasty."
Vazquez: "He's got a (
Michaels and Vazquez likened Verlander's
repertoire to that of Josh Beckett, the hard-throwing World Series hero.
Michaels said John Smoltz had a similar fastball
while he was closing for the Braves.
Verlander (13-4) has a 2.69 ERA, the best of any
season-long starter in the American League. Batters must hope that, by chance,
something hittable floats over the plate -- "Anything," Michaels said
-- because two-strike counts often elicit a breaking ball that Vazquez
described as "dirty."
"With two strikes," Vazquez said, "you have it in
the back of your head."
So, hitters are advised to prevent at-bats from reaching that
point.
Easier said than done, when considering
fouled-off fastballs early in the count represent something of a triumph.
Even when he misses, Verlander is
often able to make good pitches at 2-0 and 3-1. "He can fall behind and go
right at you," Vazquez said. "He can get you to foul off a couple
pitches, and get you back in a pitcher's count."
Perhaps the most impressive part of his performance Wednesday
was this: Twice, Sizemore stood on second base with none out. Twice, he did not
score. "That," Sizemore pointed out, "shows you how good he
is."
Michaels, who followed Sizemore in the lineup, remembered his
sixth-inning at-bat. Verlander threw him a fastball.
He fouled it off. Then Verlander threw him a
curveball. He swung and missed. Michaels took the next two pitches, fouled off
a curve and struck out, swinging, on a blurry fastball.
It looked, Michaels said, "a thousand miles an hour."
The radar gun read 99.
Still, at the end of his day, there was Verlander,
thumping a fist into the pocket of his glove after Inglett's
homer. He looked furious. After inflicting so much frustration throughout the
day, he was finally left to experience his own.
Briefly.
"The guy knows what he's doing," Inglett
said, "and he's only going to get better."