My favorite pitcher, Dan Haren was pitching. He had a pretty nice game: Seven innings pitched, allowing only two hits, with one walk, and seven strikeouts.
He even had three hits, going 3-for-3, which in all actuality, is pretty pathetic considering he is a pitcher and the rest of the team didn't do squat—with exception to Justin Upton's first career grand slam. And that was pretty much it.
But then it got worse. The "genius" A.J. Hinch called out Tony Pena for relief in the eighth inning with two outs and a man on first. Should have been an easy out...wrong! Pena had barely managed a win the night before. Single-handedly, Pena allowed the Dodgers to close up the score.
Then poor Daniel Schlereth was called in. I felt bad for him. He was brought into a nasty situation and did the best he could considering he was just called up from AA last week. My hat goes off to him. He is gonna be a good MLB pitcher.
The D'backs ended up losing 6-5, something that should have never happened. And here I am getting upset over it when it doesn't even seem like the team cares one bit. Especially Pena. No remorse, no guilt, nothing on his face last night. If I were him I'd be packing my bags.
Actually, I would like to have traded places with A.J. Hinch. The cameras would have shown my throwing a fit in the dugout. I would have been irate, but Hinch sat there with this brain-dead look. I thought he might have had an aneurysm!
I just don't get this team. Just two years ago they were battling for the NLCS. Now look at them. Come on guys, get it going! I still want to see you succeed, but it's kinda bad when I want it more than you do.
Ojeda: Get the bat swinging. You haven't been very impressive lately.
Drew: Come on. Do I need to come out there and do the Seminole Chant?
Guys: You are Major League Baseball players. Act like it!