Noah Lowry continues to play beautifully on the mound and I am really happy for him. He broke into the majors with that devastatingly deceptive changeup. But the major league is unforgiving and major league hitters don't make it to the bigtime without the ability to make adjustments. And indeed they adjusted to Noah and in the beginning of this year it seemed as though they had all figured out how to beat that changeup.....just wait for it.
That was the turning point. Like what Al Pacino's character explained in The Devil's Advocate. People react differently to pressure. Some fold. But some focus, and Noah has shown everybody that he is indeed in the zone. Mixing his breaking ball with well located fastballs has done the trick, and last night he just kept playing 'till a blister caught up with him.
This reminds me of when my brother and I went to spring training this year and, on the shuttle bus from the airport, we overheard a group of old chaps who were talking about nothing but Noah Lowry. They loved the kid. So, everytime Noah does well, my brother and I just laugh and remember those old folks, who are probably happy, clapping, and proud somewhere.
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