Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden!
Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!
Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered,
a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!

Theoden’s battle cry

Once again, our best and most important player goes back to the IL with a leg injury. Once again, it’s exacerbated by his desire to hide his hurt because he felt guilty about all the time he’s missed. There are so many things to feel angry about – a clubhouse culture in which Acuña feels like he can’t be honest about his health; a set of team trainers and doctors so asleep at the wheel that Acuña actually suffered the injury on Monday and no one noticed – but fundamentally the anger and apathy struggle in me and the latter wins.

Last night, the newest member of the team, Erick Fedde, threw a mediocre game, giving up four runs in 4 2/3 innings. It wasn’t good, but quite frankly, we need the innings, and we could do worse, and indeed we have. The offense came to life once more – they’re averaging five runs a game since the break. But it all fell apart in the 6th, as Aaron Bummer and Enyel de los Santos oversaw a five-run inning by the Royals.

Getaway game today at 2:10pm, followed by a trip to Cincinnati.

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say