Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, or The A's 2010 Season to Date...

Disneyland. The Happiest Place on Earth. I have been sitting around this morning humming the 'ol Partridge Family Classic, "C'mon Get Happy." That is, in general, my routine the morning after such a shocking let down. Breslow blew it? Really?

This routine, the walking around singing a horrible song from the 70's, never works. So instead, I have decided to try and define the A's season as a ride at Disneyland to cheer myself up. There are several candidates.

Current Series

Athletics lead the series 2-1

Thu 08/19 WP: Trevor Cahill (13 - 5)
SV: Jerry Blevins
LP: Dan Wheeler (2 - 1)
4 - 3 win
Fri 08/20 WP: Henry Rodriguez (1 - 0)
SV: Craig Breslow
LP: Joaquin Benoit (0 - 2)
5 - 4 win
Sat 08/21 WP: Randy Choate (3 - 3)
SV: Rafael Soriano
LP: Craig Breslow (4 - 4)
4 - 5 loss

In no partcular order:

Mr. Toad's Wild Ride- What could be a more perfect comparable? The crazy, out of control at times, careening early 19th century roadster ripping through walls as MacBadger, Cyril and the like try to avoid becoming roadkill. Somehow the ride keeps moving and we manage to keep our lunches down. Sometimes there is elation. Sometimes desperation. It has been anything but boring. White knuckles, etc.

Space Mountain- Picture yourself on a roller coaster zooming 60 miles an hour in the pitch black with brief glimpses of light and loud rock music. Need I say more?

Jungle Cruise- This one takes a squint on your part. Imagine you are the cruise and Ray Ratto is the guy making all the snarky comments to the fake animals. You know, the guy telling you about the elephants and headhunters and everything else on the side of the river. You know it's all complete garbage but you get a chuckle listening anyway. You know, insert Lowell Cohn, Glenn Dickey or any other Bay Area columnist and you pretty much have the last 10 seasons.

The Haunted Mansion- How else do you explain everybody getting hurt every other inning all season long every freaking season. I mean, if not some kind of strange Voodoo.

As I write these, I am realizing more and more. I don't really care what ride it is... as long as it isn't Splash Mountain. You know, the one with the plunge right before the end?

See you at game time.

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