We lose two games in a row and three of the last four. Our young pitchers get simply crushed.
Time for us to get all in a tizzy... start screaming that the rotation is a shambles... that management betrayed us by not making a move for another starting pitcher before the trade deadline... that our offense is totally inconsistent.
Please... all of you, please look on the front of the Fairweather's Guide to the Reds Galaxy and see in bright letters the words "Don't Panic" emblazoned on the cover.
Just one week ago, all here agreed that a 5-4 road trip would be great... to paraphrase one who summed it up for the rest... a 5-4 roadtrip is a successful raod trip... anything beyond that is pure gravy.
If and I mean IF we lose tonight, we end up with the a 5-4 road trip out west... the best in recent memory... and oh by the way we are guaranteed the division lead regardless of the outcome.
The beauty of baseball is that noone looks good all the time... its a sport for mere mortals. Joey Votto looks simply inept in about a third of his ABs... Travis Wood is gonna crash from time to time... and maybe Mike Leake is done for the year, but last I checked, it very seldom comes down to your long reliever as the difference between success and failure. Our defense is falling apart... but it is the 8th game of the West Coast trip in August... the hardest part of the year for the Reds.
After today we return home in first place with our achilles heel in the rear view mirror. September is our month and that is just ahead.
"Don't Panic!" (and yes, I am looking at your too, ORG... a quick review of the posts this morning has your side of the board leading the "panic" post count by a landslide)