After the retro-uniform night the Angels hosted a band that imitates Queen at the stadium. We Are The Champions and We Will Rock You must have been quite awkward coming after one of the dullest losses of a lost season.
Peter Bourjos made his return to the starting lineup after six weeks out. I don't believe in Peter Pan, Frankenstein or Superman but this should help the Angels win a few games - except when J.B. Shuck is in the starting lineup (let alone at Designated Hitter) like he was tonight.
Easy Come Easy Go Little High Little Low, Any Way the Wind Blows Jerome Williams cannot catch a break. He pitched unspectacularly but with a modicum of competence on a night of a strike zone tighter than Freddy Mercury's mustache wax.
After giving up two squeaker close runs in the fifth inning to break a scoreless tie, Mike Scioscia removes Jerome, probably the right move as he in meltdown, but then J.C. Gutierrez comes in (wrong move), theoretically in relief... and Another One Bites The Dust - a sac fly scores a run form third and was almost worse save for a shockingly fantastic Mike Trout diving catch.
A few one-run rallies for the Angels make it 4-2 after seven. Joe Blanton comes in...
Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this, are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
I think you know the rest of the tune and what's happened to this season and perhaps this organization...