In a night that should have been a Rock'n'roll Party, the A's played more like It's Raining On Prom Night. It's hard to pin the blame on anyone in particular for this loss; There Are Worst Things I Could Do; really, everything that could have gone wrong, did. I will tell you that Sonny Gray was pulled in the fourth inning after 98 pitches, like he was Alone at a Drive-In Movie, so that probably tells you everything you need to know about this particular Friday night, as we inch closer to Summer Nights.
Sonny Gray was more like a Blue Moon tonight, and not the good kind, as his usually clean and sparkling WHIP has been a bit Sandy lately, as he's gone from the A's number one ace to a Beauty School Dropout; true, he may have been a bit Hopelessly Devoted to his fastball, but he sure didn't get any help from the defense behind him. Everything hit in the Yankees five-run fourth inning was absolutely smoked off the bat, but Coco Crisp missed two balls that he should have caught (Look At Me, I Play Awful D), but again, perhaps not throwing a straight fastball like Greased Lightening would probably help the cause a bit.
Meanwhile, Josh Reddick is sitting on the sidelines all Tears On My Pillow because he's out for 4-6 weeks and can't help Mooning the loss of his hot start to the season; he is no longer Born to Hand Jive, nor can he help his teammates, who have completely forgotten about their hot week and have slid into a horrible two-game losing streak, where their only runs tonight came on a Matt McBride single and a Coco Crisp double. Also, Stephen Vogt is pretty banged up after tonight. But We Go Together, so we will do this all over again tomorrow at 1:05PM.