I, for one, don't feel lucky.
Even worse, I don't feel good.
At this point in the season, it feels like every other team the A's face still has at least one bullet in the chamber.
And the A's are just lying there, bleeding in the street.
Chad Gaudin chose the wrong Dan Haren to do an impression of this eveing, and the A's offense ran into the multi-toothed Rangers pitching buzzsaw of Luis Mendoza, A.J. Foyt, James Woods, Judge Reinhold, Nanette Fabray, Oscar Levant, Zasu Pitts, and Basil Rathbone (the official scorer inexplicably awarded the win to Kenny Rogers).
When the highlight of the game is Dan Meyer throwing 2-1/3 perfect innings (before giving up a couple baserunners and a meaningless run), you know you're in garbage time.
Tomorrow, the A's frantically stab at the EMERGENCY STOP button on the elevator to keep from going all the way to the basement.
Rangers 7, A's 3. Gaudin: ineffective. Countless horde of faceless Ranger middle relievers: effective.
