A’s 10, Angels 0
It was fun. Tickets were cheap, probably under ten dollars. The game didn’t matter or the Angels. Regulars like Mike Trout, Shohei Ohtani, and Andrelton Simmons played six innings and then were subbed out for nobodies. The perfect Arizona game. In March.
Yet it was September. The Angels were unceremoniously dismantled by the Oakland Athletics, and no one batted an eye.
There were these amazing folks.
Averages of the #Angels currently playing...— Jeff Fletcher (@JeffFletcherOCR) September 20, 2018
A partial somebody, Felix Pena, got the start for the Halos. He seemed perfectly fine through three innings, but in the fourth, the no names who play for the Oakland A’s (who will be no names next year after this magical run evaporates quite possibly) tagged him for six runs, and that’s all she wrote.
That’s actually really all that matters. The game made me indifferent. It was meh. Over the last three innings, there was no Trout, Ohtani, or Simmons. Players I won’t remember in two years played. Pitchers I won’t remember in five years pitched.
Sherman Johnson made his major league debut. It wasn’t exciting for anyone but him. Joe Hudson got his first major league hit. Yay! Victor Rojas is a gem.
"The name's Bond. Victor Bond."— FOX Sports West (@FoxSportsWest) September 20, 2018
Baseball is beautiful. But today...maybe not quite so much.