A game like this is why I hate that I care about the Angels so much.
What started out as a nice, comfortable cruise to a victory that was building my hopes of a miracle surge into the post-season with every inning, wound up turning into one of the most heart-wrenching Angel loss of the season, which is saying a lot considering the events of the last few weeks.
Athletics 6, Angels 5
It almost feels like the Angels have been trying to finish off a checklist of unexpected ways to choke. Scott Downs' home shutout streak? Go ahead and mark that one off. Walden blowing his first save in over a month? Big check right there. Wasting surprising contributions from maligned veterans Bobby Abreu and Joel Pineiro? Double check. A critical error in the late innings? Oh, never mind, that one has already been checked off, a couple of times actually. Well, one more won't hurt.
I just hate it all so much. But you know what I hate the most? That the Angels still aren't out of the race yet. Granted, they have almost impossible odds against them making the post-season, but they still aren't officially eliminated. At this point, I'm done trying to drink the Kool-Aid and keep hope alive though. I just want it to be over.
Seriously, I want the Red Sox to win their game tomorrow so that the Halos will be officially out of the playoff race before their game even starts because I just can't endure another night of the stress that I put upon myself by talking myself into believing they might be able to do the impossible. Just make it stop.