Ok... I went to the game, sat in freaking wet clothes for 3.5 hours for what? I get in the car and hear "Yeeeeaaah, it was great pitching. I mean we're swinging the bats fine right now." I almost drove my car into a tree. HELLO NED- YOUR OFFENSE IS NOT GOOD RIGHT NOW. 75% of your infield is below .200! That's like saying "Yeeeahhhh, Mota pitched pretty well, it was just great plate discipline by them." I have reached my limit with him. I am done with Yost altogether. Part of me almost wishes they'd tank so he would get the ax. But back to the game... should have known by the horizontal rain and 25 minute wait at will call that it was gonna be a rough night. I really, honestly, cannot fathom two decisions tonight. First, you get Rickie on to lead off the eighth, show bunt, and then take it off? It's 0-0, one run is huge. Would it kill them to manufacture a run?! Second, when 3 of the 4 balls Mota threw to walk the leadoff guy were "Juuuuussst a bit outside," you'd think about warming up one of those pitchers in your overly-stocked bullpen. Nope, let's wait until he gives up three runs before getting Riske up. Great move. Whew.. I feel a bit better. Oh, and score some damn runs. Here's hoping Parra can get out of the fifth tomorrow.