Angels 3, Astros 1
W:Wilson (8-5)L:Cisnero (2-1)
Reading the official MLB recap of the game and it says right here, “It was a good old-fashioned pitchers’ duel on Sunday afternoon at Minute Maid Park between the Astros’ Lucas Harrell and the Angels’ C.J. Wilson.” Ok, I suppose it probably was, given that there were few runs scored. I couldn’t watch the game because it wasn’t on TV where I live, but it sure as hell was blacked out so I can’t even watch the replay yet. And you know what? I don’t care.
I’m not going to go back and watch the travesty that evidently was Jake Elmore’s error in the eighth that led to the winning runs. I certainly don’t need to go back and watch the Astros’ mindbending ineptitude at the plate. I got enough already, thank you.
And gee, Harrell pitched well. That’s great. In the end though, I need a fucking break. I’m not getting paid to be a part of this club or even to be a fan, and I’m tired right now. Sick and goddamn tired of the shittiness, the everpresent creep of crap that has taken me over.
So fuck off for a while, Astros. Fuck off until I’m not moved to throw up when I see your shittiness played out day after day, night after night.
I think I’ll take a few days and watch real teams play. Maybe it’ll recharge the batteries.