Let's just hope that Game 73 brings a more crisp brand of A's baseball than Game 72 offered. Following an error by Jack Hannahan, a strangely casual errant flick to 1B by Dallas Braden on a bunt, and a baserunning blunder by Matt Holliday, Oakland finally earned a chorus boos from their own fans -- and even from the consummately professional and generally measured Ken Korach -- when a high pop-fly somehow fell between Adam Kennedy and Jack Cust, neither of whom appeared to find the pursuit of the ball to be especially urgent or interesting.
This last event inspired Bob Geren to rip into his team's effort and play, saying, "Neither one could get to it. I thought that off the bat." Oh wait, that's not conveying high expectations, it's suggesting, "It's ok, guys -- I didn't think anyone would catch it. I expect you to suck and I don't really mind." Clown. No wonder your former players are extolling the virtues of firing old managers.
Trevor Cahill takes the mound tonight against lefty Jorge De La Rosa. De La Rosa is no Jason Hammel -- whatever the f*** that even means. He's 3-7 with a 5.85 ERA, so the A's ought to be able to cough up five hits and a hairball. Hello, Nomar!
