Everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. With perfection.
First, the positive. Mike Trout, Mike Trout, Mike Trout. He will be the greatest baseball player you will see during your lifetime.
The starting pitching has been a disaster. Matt Shoemaker is here today and in Salt Lake City tomorrow. Hector Santiago is ineffective. Jered Weaver, when on, is a pleasure to watch. Off speed stuff in the sixties. Unbelievable. Yet, when he is off, he gets hammered.
The bullpen is as inconsistent as the starting pitching. On behalf of both starters and relievers, the injuries have been as hurtful as a dog bite. A junkyard dog bite.
The offense is missing after Kole Calhoun, Mike Trout and Albert Pujols. Sure, Mr. Pujols will never see a .300 batting average again, but he does drive in runs. Yunel Escobar enjoys his time off. Come on. You expect him to play everyday? Please. Left field has been a disaster. C.J. Cron does what he can at first base.
Sixteen games under .500. Ouch. Time for change. Billy Eppler needs a new manager. Mike Scioscia had a good run. But too long of a run. Time to walk the beach.
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