Seattle 12, Houston 5
W: Hernandez (11-4)
L: Lyles (4-4)
Houston continues to be the team that puts the mental in fundamentals, as a lack of command on the mound and hapless play in the field led to a 12-5 carpetbombing of our brave, plucky lads on Sunday.
I don’t know how Houston got the last four. I know it was in the last inning, but it’s not worth anyone’s time to look it up and see what form Seattle’s pulling off of the accelerator took. This was a first-class chain-whipping from early on. Lyles couldn’t command his fastball, but after missing for walks he was able to get double-play balls that were muffed right and left. One of these led to a grand slam that put Houston under the mudslide and the rest of the way was just marking time. Dead man walking.
Granted a paid reprieve from this Traveling Horseshit Show were Cedeno and Pena, DFA’d after the game. Both were quoted as being stunned, and the clubhouse was subdued and somber. I guess the kids needed to learn that being a good clubhouse guy will only get you so many trips to the bank and rides on charters. Both of those guys might be terrific people, but they sucked between the lines and the lesson needs to be learned: you suck, and you’re gone. There’s plenty of grocery baggers, landscapers and delivery guys who can play as well as this team is playing over the last month.