Blame of the Game:
I scoured the boxscore looking for someone, anyone on the offense to blame, but it was for naught. Giving up 5 runs in 4 innings pitched gets Voodo Abe Lincoln the blame.
Letting Choakland get cocky seems to be our specialty of late, but ain't it about time to begin our epic turning of the tables here, guys... hello, guys... Fellas... anyone... Bueller?