I’m not going to say the word (it is typically spelled with a lot of o’s, around these parts) but I daresay some of us have been thinking it. There was a moment last night, after the bottom of the first, when Drake hit the longest homer anyone’s hit this year and the Braves went up 2-1, that it seemed like our offense was starting to click into gear, and offense is contagious.

But the rains just kept coming, and our offense fell asleep for about 24 hours, which was a shame because Robbie Ray greeted our sleepy bats with five no-hit innings, while Dylan Dodd gave up back-to-back solo shots to Rafael Devers and Jung Hoo Lee.

There was just a lot of that. The Giants hit six home runs in two games – even Luis Arraez hit one!! – while the Braves had a number of balls die on the track.

In tonight’s nightcap, Walt Weiss decided to empty the bench in the late innings, and it sort of worked: Matt Olson moved to right field as there literally was no one left on the bench, but the Braves scored three runs in the ninth to cut a 7-2 lead to 7-5, bringing Austin Riley to the plate as the potential tying run. He grounded out, but he had three hits on the day, and it was just the second time this week that the team scored five runs.

I’m not going to dwell on this, and I’m not going to say the word. It’s a bad week. We’ve had a ton of good weeks so far this year. We’re in first place. There are worse places to be!