And not because the Crew sleepwalked (sleptwalked?) through the first five innings (including a comical top of the third, where Prince dropped a liner and Rickie threw the ball in the dirt to J.J. and Bill Hall overran a foul pop. We gave the bastards six outs that half-inning) but still managed to win the game.
Not because the much-maligned bullpen slammed the door with four great innings.
Not because Rickie Weeks came up huge with the go-ahead homer in the seventh.
Not because Brauny reached base three more times, running his OBP to a Pujolsian .478.
No -- this game qualifies as Best Win of the (Young) Year because Jon Freakin' Hart walked three times yesterday (and none of those walks was intentional).
To put that in context: Jon Hart drew 27 total walks last year. He drew his third walk (total) in the 10th game. His single game high was two walks (accomplished three times).
I mean, we're talking about a guy who is allergic to walks. He was Johnny Estrada-esque last year in his refusal to take a base on balls. But now, he's drawn 12 walks in an eighth of the season, and he's laying off the slider in the dirt, and he's setting the table for Braun and Prince and ...
Fellas, I don't know if I'm ready to live in a world where Jon Hart is a disciplined hitter.