There is something that is really irrititating me of late.

Last season, the Angels' Starting Pitching staff RAKED.
By any (and every) measure, they were a fearsome, dominant bunch.

Nobody, not one motherfucker on the planet, predicted it.

But it happeend, and not by accident, and in spite of injuries to Kelvim Escobar.

So now since the Angels are not run by Mister Sabermetric Spock, everyone of these shitforbrain statgeeks is acting like the Angels' 2005 pitching success was an anamoly. They are practically pretending that it did not happen.

Wake the hell up and smell the coffee you perverse ignoramusi:
Colon, Lackey, Escobar and Santana = Your worst nightmare.
Colon, Lackey, Escobar and Santana = Ten ton truck crashing into you.
Colon, Lackey, Escobar and Santana = Bang, you're dead.

Add to this:
On-The-Way Weaver
Carrasco
Saunders
Lil' Weaver
Bootcheck
Gutcheck
Hipcheck, ATM-Check Cashing services, anything else you want to add, subtract divide or multiply, this team has the goddamn arms that YOUR TEAM JUST DON'T GOT, AIN'T GOT, ain't gonna get and will not get got nor John frickin' Gotti.

Got that?