47th Plate Appearance

It's the bottom of the fifth, Doug Davis is still on the mound, and the table is set for our hungry hero.

Little Zimmy has done his job right, slapping a two-RBI single to left to keep the inning outless and runners on first and second for Adam.

Adam watches another one of those slow looping curve balls go down the zone for a strike. The next pitch goes in the dirt, and Dunn hears a mighty growl from Thunderhammerbat. It's time to eat!

Adam's deep swing sends a grounder speeding toward first, so fast that it bounces off of Fielder's bare hand.

Fielder recovers, grabs the ball and reaches the bag mere steps ahead of Adam. Runners advance.

46th Plate Appearance

Little Zimmy grounds into a double play, leaving Willy Taveras waiting at third base. There can be no redemptive sacrifice off of Adam's bat. There may only be a True Outcome.

Adam comes to plate with this song playing over the sound system.

On a 1-0 count Adam lets it rip, and the ensuing foul ball ricochets off the retaining wall behind home plate, returning to the batter's box, where Adam gives it a little hackey-sack kick. He fucking loves his job.

Adam fouls off two more, and on a full count he digs deep to bounce a ball to first.

In a footrace to the bag Prince Fielder wins. Adam can only look to the outfield wall with a deepening hunger as he waits at first for someone to bring to him his fielding glove.

43rd Plate Appearance

Adam comes in with pal Zimmerman on second, two outs. Nats leading 3-0.

First pitch a ball in the dirt. Wolf obviously terrified of the big man and his shithuge bat. Next pitch a questionable called strike at the cankles. Adam turns on a breaking ball inside - foul. Watches a ball miss the outside corner for a ball. Now Wolf misses inside - what a doofus.

Wolf's 100th pitch comes in contact with Adam's aforementioned shithuge bat, splintering it, and lopes gently to Prince Fielder who touches the bag for out three.