Sometimes it's beautiful to just watch the pitching hold. This might be the easiest recap ever. In the third inning, Mike Trout reached on a force-out and then Albert Pujols hit a home run. That is all. There is beauty in that simplicity. A calm, serene beauty. It means that the starter, Garrett Richards, threw like a boss. Seven innings for him, six strikeouts, nine groundball outs, with just one single allowed. He did walk three guys, which will be something to keep an eye on, but I'm pretty sure there's a rule against complaining about shutouts. Anyways, simplicity also means that the bullpen—Joe Smith and Ernesto Frieri, tonight—passed on the pyromania, tachycardia, hypertension, walkaholism, homeritis, and all the various other vices and disorders toward which they've inclined so obliquely of late. Smith pitched a clean inning, and Frieri only walked the tying run to the plate, which is as good as a clean inning for the Ernestocrat. At the end of the day, the one-hitter stood.