Who Can We Be Mad At?

The possibles can be winnowed down to a precious few. 

We can't be mad at Brennan Boesch, who pinch-hit a double in the Tigers' three run ninth, and who, as the go-ahead run, was thrown out at the plate. If that out requires a perfect throw, you have to send the runner.

Not Alex Avila, who drove in the go-ahead run in the11th, or Quentin Berry whose hit tied the score in the ninth, and who singled in what was then a second go-ahead run in the top of the 13th.

Not really Max Scherzer, who allowed four runs but only one homer through five innings in cozy Camden Yards. And not any of Messers Below, Downs, Marte, Coke, and Dotel, who combined to shut out the Orioles. 

And you can't blame Adam Jones for hitting a dinker that scored Nick Markakis, getting the Orioles back to even after Avila's hit. Nor J.J. Hardy, 0 for his last 29, for sending a hit-me fastball into the seats in the bottom of the 13th to yet again tie the score. Nor Taylor Teagarden -- the fourth famous Texan to have that last name -- in his third AB of the season sending another hit-me pitch out of the yard to win the game. 

Let's point one finger of blame at Papa Shut 'Em Down, who in the 11th squandered yet another lead given him to protect. Only this time, in extra innings on the road, a win isn't his reward for more BS. And the other at Ben Wah, who served up both hit-mes in the 13th, to guys who really had no business hitting them where they did. 

This game started in bright sunlight at 4:05 PM and ended in twilight almost five hours later. The FOX game, haha ... what a show; ugly baseball but still preferable to whatever else Fox has on Saturday evening in the summer.