a) “How can they even think about making an Avengers movie without The Vision?”
b) “Is vanilla actually a flavor? Or, rather, is it the absence of flavor?”
c) “I wonder what to do with all the free time I’ll have in October.”
I jest, really. Because you can’t pin last night’s flummoxing loss on one man. It was an unfortunate and embarrassing convergence of that misplay in the fourth, a lack of timely hitting (A-Gon, you is killin’ us) and a not-quite-brilliant outing from Daniel Bard.
That said, any lost to the Oakland A’s on your home field should count as three losses. End of story. And then every member of the team should have to lineup in the clubhouse post-game while Jerry Royster whips them with a sock filled with toothpaste. Then they should have to watch tape of the game in its entirety on loop for the next 8 hours.
Yeah that might seem a little harsh. But this team’s only ticket to the playoffs is beating the weaker teams to a fine, cornmeal-like consistency. Unfortunately, it’s getting tougher and tougher to find weaker teams.
Much needed day off today. Then second-place Baltimore comes to town. Meaning our potential for home-field embarrassment remains high throughout the weekend.
That’s why God invented Heineken, folks.