How do you know that tonight's starting pitchers are different? Well, for one thing I didn't take Anderson in high school. Droll, n'est çe pas?
So here's a crazy suggestion -- and remember, I'm typing this off the top of my head so go easy on me here -- how about the A's don't get down 4-0 by the 2nd inning? I mean just for gits and shiggles, you know, try something new?
Yes, someone definitely needs to invent a "sarcasm" font. I would buy that. And I mean it. I'm not being sarcastic -- but see, you can't tell for sure. Crosby should start tonight. See, now that was sarcasm.
What was I saying? Oh right, tonight's baseball game. It's Brett Anderson against Luke French, and if the A's can't win a game against the Mariners -- love them as I do, but the freaking Mariners -- then I may lose it and finally strangle the cat (who has suddenly decided, after 5 years, that the dining room rug next to this computer is a bathroom). I have a perfect way to cover it up so the neighbors don't suspect anything: I've been practicing the bagpipes, so that the sound of a strangled cat someday won't attract any particular attention.
Where were we? Oh of course -- the starting lineups, sans Ryan Sweeney who has a sore knee:
