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The starting pitchers’ collective ERA the last time through the rotation (38 hits allowed and 14 walks in 20 innings) is 11.70.

Which is worse than the 10.00 ERA (.324/.429/.559) that Jake Diekman sports over the last month of work (after he held hitters to a .153/.245/.241 slash with a 2.25 ERA over the first four months of the season).


The rest of this is for me, just as much as it’s for you.

A couple weeks ago, on August 24, after an ugly three-game road skid against the last-place Rays and the last-place Reds, with the Rangers seeing their lead on the division shrink to 5.5 games and on the verge of a big run of 14 against first-place Cleveland and the Mariners and Astros, I wrote this:

If, after play September 8, two weeks from tomorrow, Texas is still up at least five games in the West, I’ll feel good.

The division lead this morning is 8.5 games.

Fear not.

Three and a half weeks to get the pitching recalibrated.

Three and a half weeks until the awesome.

Go ahead: Make your plans for 162+.



That was exhausting.

I’m not a fan of games in which only a third of the 18 half-innings go scoreless.

Or when 16 batters reach by walk or plunk or error or wild strikeout pitch.

Or when innings last an average of 20 pitches.

Or when the only pitcher out of 11 who doesn’t allow credited runs or inherited runners to score is the one who takes the mound at 12:45 a.m. 

West Coast baseball is irritating.

West Coast baseball like that is draining.

A dub’s a dub.

But, man, that was exhausting.


I got an email yesterday that I wanted to share with you.

As you know, we raised roughly $23,000 at Newberg Report Night three weeks ago, and it was split between Jose Luis Felomina, a Rangers scout in Curacao who is battling terminal cancer, and the Assist the Officer Foundation, which supports the families of fallen officers from the Dallas Police Department.

Felo sent this email, and I told him I would pass it along:

Curacao, September 5th, 2016

Dear Mr. Newberg,

I would like to extend my utmost gratitude to you and your organization for the generous donation to support me and my family in this battle.  There are no words to express what this donation means to us.  You can be sure that my family will make good use of this generous donation.  Once again, thank you very much and keep up with the good work.


Jose Luis Felomina     

My thanks to all of you as well.  


The Rangers had come off a disappointing road trip, dropping three of five to the last-place Rays and the last-place Reds, and were flying back to Texas for what loomed as a very big homestand.

Four with AL Central-leading Cleveland.

Followed by six against the two teams chasing the Rangers, second-place Seattle and third-place Houston, 6.5 and 8.0 games back, respectively, each looking to capitalize on a three-game opportunity to make their September a whole lot more meaningful.  

Texas split a pair of blowouts to start the Indians series, winning, 9-0, and losing, 12-1.

Since then, the Rangers have won many straight?

Banny 7

Let’s go, Yu.

Math and other things.

Wins shouldn’t be frustrating, but Texas 10, Houston 8 wasn’t the most satisfying of victories, given that all the key bullpen pieces were needed in a game led by seven runs more than halfway through, and that a game which develops early the way that one did should never have us holding our breath at the end.

Not the cleanest way to get to the handshake line or the Powerade dump.

What is clean, however, is the resulting 81-54 record that radiates in mathematical baseball beauty: Half a season’s worth of wins, a third of a season in losses (which happens to be half the number of stitches on the baseball).  A ratio (1/2 to 1/3) that results in that perfect and elusive .600 winning clip.

Setting aside the incidental math in favor of something perhaps more noteworthy, consider this: Texas, which has now beaten Houston 24 of 30 times since May 2015, is 12-2 against the Astros this year.

You don’t even need to reverse that 2016 number to ask what-if from a Houston perspective — if the Astros, a very good team, had merely managed to split these first 14 match-ups with the Rangers, they would be 76-58.

And Texas would be 76-59.

Correct: If the Astros, battling now to pass two teams in order to claim a Wild Card spot, had simply beaten Texas half the time so far this season, they’d be leading the West.     

A year ago today, the Rangers trailed Houston in the division and had just moved into Wild Card position.  And we know what happened.

This morning, the Astros aren’t in as good a spot as Texas was last year at this time, but they’re just two games out in the Wild Card race, and minutes after his club had battled back from 10-3 (with their best 2016 starter on the mound) to put the go-ahead run at the plate against their division and geographical rivals (who had their temporary number five starter going), the team they inexplicably can’t seem to beat, only to fall short in a game they’d turned from a laugher to a nail-biter, Houston GM Jeff Luhnow retweeted this:

Luhnow re Class A

I suppose Jon Daniels could have recirculated a tweet last night that his organization’s Dominican Summer League team has emerged from 42 DSL clubs to reach that league’s title game (to be played tomorrow) — the fourth straight year the Rangers will play for the DSL championship — but I’m pretty sure you’ll never see JD do that while his big league players are fighting in September to play in October.

Especially if they’d just lost an intense ballgame to their chief rivals.  The ones they can almost never figure out a way to beat.

It made me think about Colby Rasmus’s comments a month ago after Luhnow essentially told the media (and, by extension, his own clubhouse) that, unlike the Rangers, who had just acquired Jonathan Lucroy and Carlos Beltran and Jeremy Jeffress, he wasn’t interested in taking three top minor league prospects to make his big league team better — at a time when Houston was just 5.5 games back in the division.  

Said Rasmus then to the media (and, by extension, his own GM): “That shows that [the Rangers] are wanting to go out and better their team.  They’ve already beaten us with what they had.  I don’t doubt . . . that we can beat them on a given day.  But that does show something, that they’re going out and doing that.” 

Luhnow redistributes a tweet celebrating his High A farm club, while the team he’s primarily responsible for (and responsible to) is still washing off a grueling, critical two-run loss.

Wonder how former JetHawks Jose Altuve, Carlos Correa, George Springer, and Dallas Keuchel feel about that.

I’m fairly sure I know how Rasmus, who is going to be playing for a different organization in 2017, feels about it. 

And I bet I know what Carlos Gomez, who singled and doubled and walked and scored three runs in a game decided by two runs, thinks about his own change in fortune.  

I’m a big Altuve fan and a big Correa fan and a big Springer fan, but those guys would be better off having some veteran leaders around, guys who have been through the wars (here, as opposed to Cuba), and not being expected to fill that role themselves.

Gomez, too, for that matter.

Trading for the controllable Lucroy or for Beltran would have made a whole lot of sense for the Astros.  Might have changed last night’s result, and possibly a good bit more (even if the farm system rankings took a hit). 

But instead, it seems their GM is looking down the road to a time when Altuve and Correa and Springer, if all three are still around, will be those veteran leaders, setting the tone for Alex Bregman and A.J. Reed and whoever had drugstore champagne poured over their heads last night following Lancaster 4, Inland Empire 1. 

The Astros are a lot better — right now — than their front office apparently believes.

You can look under the surface of the Rangers’ aesthetically pleasing 81-54 mark and suggest that, in some respects, they’ve been a little lucky this year.

I might look at the Astros and, in diagnosing where that club sits today and why, point at a few things under the surface as well.


David Price, with his insanely strange career mark against the Rangers (3-5, 5.52 in 13 regular season games, plus 1-6, 5.48 in six playoff starts and one relief appearance), by far his lifetime nemesis among teams he’s faced more than a couple times, served up a Shin-Soo Choo home run on his second pitch of the game, followed by an Ian Desmond line drive single and an Adrian Beltre line drive single and a (cleanup-hitting) Ryan Rua line drive single and, after a Prince Fielder double-play ground ball, an Elvis Andrus ground ball single that plated Beltre and Rua and gave Texas an early 3-0 lead.

Nick Martinez, who had held Boston off the scoreboard in the top of the first in what was just his second Rangers start of the season, threw a scoreless second and a scoreless third, and in the meantime his teammates pushed across another run in the second frame and two more in the third, ending Price’s night before a Friday night sellout crowd after just 2.1 innings, the shortest outing of the season for the five-time All-Star or for anyone else facing Texas this year.

The Red Sox (Hanley Ramirez) and Rangers (Fielder) traded home runs in the fourth, though Boston’s came with a runner on base.  It was Texas 7, Boston 2, heading to the fifth.

Same score going into the sixth, when Jackie Bradley Jr.’s two-run shot tightened things a bit.

That 7-4 margin held up through the seventh, when both teams were retired in order neatly (four of six hitters on strikes), and in the eighth, when once again both clubs went three-up, three-down.

And then came the ninth inning, an outlier of epic proportions.  

Jake Diekman (walk-strikeout-popout) surrendered a two-out, run-scoring double to pinch-hitting 4A catcher Sandy Leon, on the 11th pitch of the at-bat, Diekman’s 29th of the inning.  Texas 7, Boston 5, one out to go, Matt Bush on for Diekman.

Mookie Betts home run.  Tie game.

Dustin Pedroia walk.

Xander Bogaerts ground ball single, Pedroia to third.

Wild pitch.  Boston 8, Texas 7.

David Ortiz flyout.

Koji Uehara on for the bottom of the ninth.  (The great Koji Uehara, who, for me, occupies a very lightly populated category, along with Mike Napoli.)

Fielder strikes out swinging.

Elvis Andrus strikes out swinging.

Rougned Odor strikes out swinging.

Boston 8, Texas 7 (F).


It was a brutal game to lose, in its self-contained context, but in the larger scheme all it did was drop the Rangers from a season-high 10-game division lead to nine. 

I don’t mean to harsh your mellow this morning.  I really don’t.  In fact, to make up for it momentarily, here’s a really good hi-def clip of Jonathan Lucroy doing exceptionally bad things to his own batting helmet after Odor ended Tuesday night’s baseball game by doing exceptionally bad things to 98 from Edwin Diaz with one majestic swing.

And I’ll try making your morning even a little better by suggesting to you that the best news about Texas including 21-year-old lefthander Yohander Mendez yesterday in its initial set of moves to expand the active big league roster in September is that, as a result, we now know he’s not the player to be named later in the Lucroy deal with the Brewers.  

No, the reason I dug up one ugly inning from more than two months ago was that, on June 24, Texas lost a junk-kick to Boston, 8-7, and there’s something insanely remarkable about that game.

It’s the only one-run game at Globe Life Park the Rangers have lost in 2016.

They’ve won 18 of those.

Now, that’s completely unsustainable (says Hugh).

That’s right.  And that’s OK.

Because it doesn’t need to be sustainable with the cushion it’s helped the team build as September play gets underway.

Past is prologue but it’s not always statistically reliable.  Rosters change.

Maybe the Rangers will play four more one-run games over these last 15 at home that we now know about and maybe they’ll lose three of them.


But for now, they’re 18-1 in that discrete split, helping lead to 80-54 (a 96.7-win pace), the best September-entering record in franchise history.

None of which matters nearly as much as the effort to establish the best October(/November) record in franchise history.

Or, in the meantime, the effort to stack the odds that most of those games will be played at home, where this team, with its really weird run differential, has proven to be insanely successful in one particular type of game that, while it does little to boost that run-diff number, does a whole lot to boost confidence that the club is equipped to win the most intense battles this game has to offer, perhaps a whole lot more often than not. 

Just you watch.

This is Hugh.


Hugh leaves baseball games early.

As long as he’s done the wave.

Hugh will tell you there’s no bigger baseball fan.  

Every chance he gets.

Hugh has a friend 240 miles south who really gets baseball.  It’s about kicking the farm-rankings can and the MVP race and the countdown to someone combining Rasmus’s sweet hairstyle with Keuchel’s impeccable beard game. 

Hugh will call you Broseph before he knows your name and bluetooths a lot and uses Axe body spray and has mad respect for the #AstrosRants guy.

You watch the games.  Hugh is gonna dive into the playoff odds algorithms.

Chemistry is a school subject that he didn’t care about (because the teacher was stupid).  


Hugh believes the game is played on paper and that every outcome is just a point plotted on a regression-to-the-mean vector.  Win-loss records in one-run games are mirages and run differential is King (just you watch, man) and there’s no such thing as clutch.  Hugh #occasionallyquits.

In fact, Hugh checked out last night when Cole Hamels gave the four-run lead back and the ball to Banny, who gave it to Alex Claudio, whose shuttle between Arlington and Round Rock must have broken down because, seriously dude, what does he throw, 78 miles per hour?  

Hugh believes he can take Alex Claudio out of the park and over them mountains.  You choose from which side of the plate.  


Hugh says he hasn’t he really heard of Alex Claudio anyway, and Hugh bets he was once a top prospect that they should have traded for a controllable ace when he was in AA if they knew what they were doing because if prospects don’t turn into perennial All-Stars before they’re arbitration-eligible then you don’t know what you’re doing.

Hugh wonders if you’d like to know who he picked up on waivers on his fantasy team (“The Wave”) on Thursday.  It was awesome.  You really should hear the story.

Hugh was long gone last night when Alex Claudio (1.54 ERA over 15 appearances in his fourth stint with the Rangers this year) faced 10 Mariners and got eight of them out, seven on the ground (three to the mound) and one on strikes.

He was nowhere near a ballgame when Jurickson Profar stepped up in the eighth with a one-run deficit and rookie beast Edwin Diaz on the mound, having retired the first two Texas batters of the inning on just five pitches.  He knows nothing about the professional at-bat that Profar battled through, not an at-bat at all actually since it went strike looking-foul-foul-ball-ball-ball-ball, not leading to a run but making sure Diaz didn’t get back into the dugout after just six or eight pitches.

Hugh didn’t see Ian Desmond’s four-pitch walk that followed or Carlos Beltran’s eight-pitch strikeout, and even if Hugh had, he wouldn’t have thought about the consequence of Texas possibly working to end Diaz’s night before the ninth — or to face the rookie in the ninth after he’d already racked up 24 pitches.

Hugh didn’t see Banny’s emotional postgame press conference or the awesome comments Emily Jones drew out of Rougned Odor before it or the home plate scrum (and Yu Darvish’s predictably awesome role therein) before it or Jonathan Lucroy’s tremendous on-deck bat spike and helmet spike before it or the intensity with which Odor, who had made a couple large-looming mental mistakes earlier in the game (Hugh saw one of those), locked eyes with Diaz throughout the five-pitch at-bat before all of that, which sent a 2-2 two-seamer, 98 and below the zone, 413 feet the other way at 103.17 miles per hour and which sent Lucroy’s bat and helmet forcefully to the ground and likely the disabled list and which sent Darvish and his teammates streaming out of the dugout and which sent Banny into an unusually powerful on-field celebration full of fist pumps and neck veins and bear hugs and which sent a nearly deshirted Odor to Emily’s side and which sent me into a baseball frenzy that I’m still riding this morning.

Hugh didn’t hear Eric Nadel’s Hall of Fame call of the Odor shot that ended the game right at Hugh was watching the end of TMZ.

If you see Hugh this morning, let him know a little about Texas 8, Seattle 7 once he gets through toothing his conference call.  

But be prepared for his #SMDH response because, you know, going 30-8 in one-run games is gonna catch up with you eventually.  

Just you watch.



It was game number 1,818 in the building presently known as Globe Life Park, and just the third time that neither team managed an extra-base hit.

Thanks — twice — to Carlos Gomez.

It was a playoff-intense, 2-1 win over the Indians, and you can thank Gomez in large part for that, too.  His hitless streak since the home run to kick off his Rangers career now sits at 14, but his arrival has been pivotal in at least one game, a game that extended the club’s record-setting mark in one-run contests to 29-8 and gave Texas a series win against a very good Indians team.

Without needing Yu Darvish.

Jonathan Lucroy played in three of the series’s four games and had hits in all three (.444/.500/.400), and his impact behind the plate showed up over and over.  He blocked pitches in big spots, he erased a runner trying to advance into scoring position on what would have been scored a wild pitch, and, most importantly, he and Derek Holland crafted and executed a brilliant game plan.

If Lucroy had said yes to Cleveland four weeks ago, who wins Sunday’s game?

He’s gonna be here next year, too.

And Holland keeps increasing the odds that he will be as well.  That was October 2011 Derek Holland on Sunday.

Because things lined up so that Jake Diekman (19 pitches on Saturday), Matt Bush (12 pitches on Saturday), and Sam Dyson (just eight pitches over the previous week, all coming way back on Wednesday) were all available, Holland’s day was over after just 84 pitches in six innings.  And though the big three at the back of the pen preserved the one-run lead, it wasn’t the cleanest effort.

In the seventh, Diekman’s first seven pitches were balls.

In the ninth, with a man on second and one out, Dyson threw nine straight balls.

In between was one of the season’s extraordinary stories.  

That used to be the case in terms of Matt Bush’s backstory.  Now it’s just as much on the field.

Bush (in the eighth) and Dyson (in the ninth) each threw nine strikes in a scoreless frame to lower his ERA to 2.78.

But while Dyson did so over 22 pitches, it took Bush just 12 offerings. 

Strike one called (97) on the inner black to Lonnie Chisenhall, followed by 96 at the knees, lobbed to short left for out one.

A curve ball over the heart for strike one called on Rajai Davis, then 98 at the knees, fouled off for strike two.  Davis then took 97 up and in, after which he grounded 98 at the knees back to the mound.  Out two.

The next at-bat was one of Bush’s most impressive of the year.  Career Rangers nemesis Jason Kipnis (.348/.414/.528 in 99 Globe Life Park plate appearances) stepped up, a threat to tie the game on one swing.

Kipnis swung through 96 at the letters and outside the zone.

He then swung through 97 down and away.

Kipnis laid off an 0-2 waste pitch that Bush elevated, and managed to foul off a curve ball (81) on the inner half to stay alive.  He wouldn’t offer when Bush went away again with 97, drawing the count even at 2-2.

But the two-time All-Star had no chance when Lucroy called for Bush to come back up and in with another four-seamer, grazing 97 that Lucroy held onto for strike three, and out three.

I kept thinking Texas was going to need to shut Bush down for a week or two at this point in the season, much as the organization did with Keone Kela a year ago, to make sure he had enough gas in the tank for September and October.  And, to be fair, there are still five weeks to go before 162+.

But, if anything, Bush seems to be getting better.  Aside from a brief dip more than a month ago, the velocity has held up, and more notably, the converted shortstop is pitching better than ever.

Just like we all envisioned six months ago, Texas won a big game against Cleveland in late August behind the big work of Derek Holland, Jonathan Lucroy, Carlos Gomez, and Matt Bush — who, in spring training, was working with the Rangers’ minor league pitchers in hopes of landing a AA job and didn’t even have an official invite to big league camp.

The Rangers, the best home team (42-21) in the American League, now host Seattle for three and Houston for three, a stretch that’s big for Texas but massive for the visitors, each of whom sit 8.5 games out in the West (and 3.0 back in the Wild Card chase).  After that, the Rangers visit Seattle for four, a daytime Labor Day start followed by three late-night West Coast games that will cost me sleep.

But for now, as far as the first three days of the week are concerned, with the Mariners in town: 11.5, 9.5, 7.5, or 5.5.

Players who weren’t here for the Rangers’ last pennant race continue to make an impact in this one.

Sometimes at the plate, sometimes behind it, sometimes at the fence, sometimes on the mound.

Big week and a half coming up, at least in the sense that it can make the few weeks after that a lot less critical and could give the Rangers the opportunity to ease workloads and start looking to line things up for October.

This team has been at its best in 2016 in close games and against good teams, both of which bode well for the ballgames that start five weeks from tomorrow — or, more specifically for the Rangers, five weeks from Thursday, at home, where the Castle Doctrine has been exercised all year with league-leading authority. 

You’re Cleveland.

As Sam Wyche pointed out 27 years ago, you don’t live in Cleveland, but for a few minutes forget about everything about Texas 7, Cleveland 0 that gave you the good feels, and imagine the Indians are your team.

It’s been an outstanding year.  

Going into the season, your team had a whole lot less reason to believe this was its year than your basketball team did, but . . . . 

  1. Even though Michael Brantley has basically missed the entire season . . . 
  2. And even though Carlos Carrasco was shut down for six weeks and Danny Salazar half a month . . . 
  3. And even though Yan Gomes was having an awful year at the plate even before his separated shoulder in mid-July . . . 
  4. And even though your impact trade to bring in a frontline catcher in his place was banged when the player used the limited no-trade clause on which he’d included Cleveland decided he didn’t want to be there (but then embraced the opportunity a day later to go to Texas) . . . 

. . . . despite all of that, you took a 5.5-game AL Central lead into your late-August, four-game series in Texas, the only team in the American League with a better record (a two-victory edge, with the teams tied in the loss column).

Carrasco was back (and dealing lately), Salazar (among the best pitchers in baseball in the first half) was back, and both were lined up to start against the Rangers, along with Corey Kluber (pitching like he did in his 2014 Cy Young season) and Josh Tomlin.

You were also getting to miss Yu Darvish.

Three of your four frontline starters are slated to go, and if you can somehow take three of four in Arlington, against a scuffling Rangers club, you not only catch Texas for the league’s best record but likely maintain your division lead over the Tigers and Royals, if not increase it.

And, though it’s not something anyone in uniform would publicly admit paying attention to, winning three of four in Texas would give you four wins out of seven this year against the Rangers, whom you wouldn’t face again until the post-season, if at all.

Winning the season series with the Rangers would mean you’d have home field (at least vis a vis Texas) in October — and effectively into November, as the AL will have home field in the World Series this year as well, the result of AL 4, NL 2 on July 12 in San Diego (winning pitcher: Kluber).  

You fell to Texas and Cole Hamels on Thursday, meaning you’d need to win three straight to finish the series, but you had Kluber, Carrasco, and Salazar slated to go, with the Rangers countering with Martin Perez, A.J. Griffin, and Derek Holland, who’d made just one big league start since his own two-month shutdown.

You hammered Perez, who had been nails all year at home, beating him 12-1 on Friday night.  

Carrasco-Griffin and Salazar-Holland on deck, and you had to feel like there was at least a decent chance, especially if your offense could carry over some momentum from Friday, to win both.

You get a triple from Francisco Lindor on Griffin’s seventh pitch of the game, but don’t score.


Carrasco draws Nomar Mazara to start the Rangers’ first.  Mazara, the 21-year-old who had never led off a professional baseball game at any level until this series, and who was doing so only because Shin-Soo Choo is hurt.  He doesn’t have anything close to a prototype leadoff hitter’s approach — and since lighting the league on fire the first two months of the year, he hasn’t really been much more than a singles hitter (.268/.324/.386), either.

It took eight pitches, but Carrasco punched Mazara out swinging.

Ian Desmond then flared one just between shortstop and second for a one-out single.

Carlos Beltran, mired in an 0-for-32 skid — the lengthiest hit drought of his 19-year career and worst for any Ranger in 42 years — bounded a ball to the left side of the infield, but because the Indians had shifted three of four infielders to the right side, by time third baseman Jose Ramirez reached the weakly struck ball and delivered it to first, Beltran had beaten it to the bag.

A strikeout and two soft singles.  Carrasco looked to have his good stuff.

Adrian Beltre was up, and first baseman Carlos Santana was playing behind the runner at first, hoping to accentuate the chance to end the inning on a double-play grounder. 

Carrasco was thinking about something other than that when he whirled to throw to a bag to which Beltran retreated but at which Santana was not stationed.  Carrasco held the ball, and third base umpire Lance Barrett made official the obvious balk.

Now there were men on second and third.

There were all kinds of ways Beltre could put the Rangers on the board first at that point, certainly more than ways the Indians could keep the game scoreless in that match-up.

And Carrasco beat the odds, it appeared, by getting Beltre to ground sharply to third.

But the play didn’t develop as it should have for Cleveland.

Ramirez, several steps off the bag, froze Desmond, who was several steps off the bag, after which the baseball play was for Ramirez to fire to first and record the second out, unless he was clearly (as opposed to probably) closer to the bag than the runner.  Ramirez darted to the bag to try and beat Desmond there and get a tag down timely, but he failed.  Desmond’s outstretched right hand reached the bag narrowly before Ramirez’s outstretched and gloved left hand reached Desmond’s waist, and Desmond and everyone else was safe. 

The irony of Desmond’s tremendously athletic dive back to third base is he’s oddly reluctant to dive back into first on a pitcher’s pickoff move.

It was a really close play, but not so much that the Indians felt they had an argument to challenge the ruling on replay.

Carrasco had thrown 22 pitches, but there was still no score.

Rougned Odor was up, and even though the bases were loaded with just one out, some Rangers fans were a little worried about that, given Odor’s tendency to chase, especially in big run-producing opportunities, and given the life Carrasco had on his stuff.   

Strike one to Odor (out of the zone, away, fouled off).  

Strike two to Odor (out of the zone, low, swung at and missed).

And on pitch three, a breaking ball down, Odor shot it on the ground, and since you’re Cleveland you’re thinking you’ve possibly escaped the inning as the right-handed Santana turned his body counter-clockwise in preparation to gather the ball and further wheel in that same direction to start a 3-6-1 double play.  

But the ball’s second hop wasn’t true, the grounder hit not Santana’s oversized mitt but instead his right shoulder, flicking up and off his body and allowing everyone to advance 90 feet, including Desmond, who arrived in the dugout as the scoreboard flicked to 1-0.  

So far: A strikeout, two feebly hit singles, a balk (without which a similar Beltre grounder to third ends the inning on an easy 5-4-3), and another misplayed grounder that produced zero outs rather than one, or two.

And Carrasco at 25 pitches.

Still, the score was just 1-0, and three very quick pitches later, there were two outs, as Carlos Gomez fouled off one in the zone, swung at and missed a second pitch half a foot low and in, and flailed at and missed a third pitch, a foot and a half low and away.

Carrasco at 28 pitches, but now there were two outs and, still, just a one-run deficit.

Alas, Pitch 29 was a center-cut breaking ball, and power hitters who aren’t fooled by center-cut breaking balls send them the other direction at a much greater velocity than that at which they came in.  

Mitch Moreland sent the bases-loaded offering into the right field seats really quickly.

You’re Cleveland, and you’re bemoaning the fact that Carrasco, who had already done what a pitcher needed to do in order to record, arguably, five outs, was suddenly down, 5-0.

Elvis Andrus, owner of the second-highest career batting average (minimum 200 at-bats) of any Cleveland opponent ever (behind Nomar Garciaparra), was up next, and if you still had your TV on you probably thought his 1-0 rifle straight away was headed for the seats, too, but it settled into Tyler Naquin’s glove to end the 31-pitch inning that felt like it should have lasted less than half that.

It was early, though, and you’re the Indians, and the other guys have A.J. Griffin on the mound, and you did get two runners on base in the second, even though neither scored.

Unfortunately, it was the last time you got as many as two runners on base in an inning the rest of the night, and you never did push a run across the plate.  

Andrus did, though, when in the third he ripped a two-out Carrasco fastball on the inner half into the left field corner, scoring Odor and Moreland to push the score to 7-0, which prompted a bunch of Rangers fans to tweet the word “pizza” for some reason.

You didn’t even get the chance to wish outs on Jonathan Lucroy, who rested so he could play in Sunday’s day game.

You’re Cleveland, and on a night when you had the dependable Carlos Carrasco on the mound, and your offense was facing A.J. Griffin (who didn’t throw a professional pitch in 2015) and relievers Tony Barnette, Jake Diekman, and Matt Bush (two of whom didn’t throw a professional pitch stateside in 2015), you watched Jonathan Lucroy’s backup gather in 10 strikeouts, a bunch on pitches outside the zone (including several elevated fastballs), and the team you crushed, 12-1, the night before put up a pizza score offensively and held your guys scoreless.

Had you won the game, which on paper certainly looked more than doable, you’d have been 20 games over .500 just like the Rangers, and a game ahead in the loss column.

And you could have set up a Sunday ballgame with post-season home field advantage on the line, at least as between these two teams, and possibly all the way through the World Series.  

That opportunity, thanks to Texas 7, Cleveland 0, is irreversibly lost.

The August 27 game against the Rangers in Texas certainly wasn’t one you circled when the season began, but it’s a ballgame — or at least a first inning — that you not only look back on with disgust today but might a little more than a month from now as well.

You’re Cleveland, and while those guys in the other dugout and their fan base are probably feeling really good about taking advantage of extra chances offensively and putting zeroes up on the mound last night without a frontline starter or the closer having to pitch, you’re having trouble escaping the thought that you just spit up a game that might end up meaning a whole lot more than a late-August game should, especially if you bothered watching all nine innings after the first one went so horribly and nauseatingly wrong. 


A little housekeeping this morning . . . . 

I don’t know what to think about Martin Perez.  He’s made 75 Major League starts.  Has thrown over 450 Major League innings.  His flashes of dominance have gone from occasional to nearly an even bet.

Statistically, you can make the case that he’s been more effective in the big leagues than he was in AA or AAA, a true example of a kid who was developed well and whose game has matured as he’s advanced.  No starter has been tougher on lefties in the AL this year and nobody in the big leagues coaxes more double plays.

But the man who came into the game last night leading the entire American League this season in home ERA (2.36) looked more like the pitcher whose road ERA this year is 6.23.  He threw strikes (a very strong 74 percent) but only nine were swung at and missed over 27 batters, the 10 hits he gave up in 5.2 innings included four that went for extra bases, and five of the six runs he allowed scored with two outs. 

All night, he just couldn’t close the deal, and that’s now one win for Perez in his last 11 starts, after he’d gone 6-0 in his previous seven starts, all seven of which Texas won. 

When Perez makes his next start Wednesday afternoon against Seattle at home, he will set a new career workload mark (Majors or minors) once he gets his fifth out.  I don’t want to believe the 25-year-old is gassed, but maybe two years removed from Tommy John surgery the stamina is an issue.

I pondered after his last start, not jokingly, whether he might be a candidate to start Game 2 in the ALDS, assuming the Rangers hang onto home field — so that Yu Darvish or Cole Hamels could get the Game 3 assignment on the road, where Perez has been so ineffective.

But then he spit things up at home last night, and depending on how Derek Holland and Colby Lewis pitch over these next five weeks, now the question over the same timeframe probably has to be whether Perez belongs in a playoff rotation at all.

He’s on an extremely team-friendly contract ($4.4 million in 2017, followed by three team options at $6 million, $7.5 million, and $9 million), is younger than Nick Martinez and Ryan Rua, and, again, in a legitimate sample size has been really good in a significant split, last night’s effort notwithstanding.

All of which is to suggest it wouldn’t shock me if Perez is sought, and included, in a deal the Rangers could pursue this off-season for another front-of-rotation starter to put alongside Hamels and Darvish, the latter of whom could leave after 2017.

As for this series pitting perhaps the AL’s best two teams against each other for four, two aces pitched like aces in the first two games, got far more run support than they needed, and won.  Fine.

Texas needs either A.J. Griffin or Derek Holland to step up today and tomorrow.  They’re facing two bigtime righthanders in Carlos Carrasco (dealing lately) and Danny Salazar (scuffling), but their job involves getting hitters out and letting their teammates worry about producing runs.  

Big spot for Griffin and Holland.

It would be stupid to draw any conclusions from two baseball games, but I think I’d like to look at Carlos Gomez (1 for 8 with a home run so far) as this year’s version of 2015 Josh Hamilton.  Gomez doesn’t need to OPS .800 to be useful, given the team’s outfield situation.  If he can hit .250/.267/.500 like Hamilton did from this point forward a year ago, and has three or four moments that impact the outcome of a game (positively), then right on.

(MLB Network Radio’s Casey Stern on Gomez, for what it’s worth: “Happy for Carlos Gomez.  VERY misunderstood guy.  Passion misdirected at times, but good dude.”) 

Four more days before teams can no longer add a player from outside the organization and have him eligible for the post-season.  

Are the Rangers finished adding?

I wasn’t able to jump on myself, but Jared Sandler stepped in for me and did this week’s Spitballin’ podcast with Ben Rogers yesterday.  Good stuff.  Give it a spin.

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Finally, Jeremy Jeffress.

All kinds of emotions about this, obviously.  

Is he accountable to you and me?  In the strictest sense, yeah, maybe.  I guess.  

But more so, the man is accountable to his family and to his teammates and organization and to himself.

Texas acquired Jeffress despite his two minor league suspensions in 2007 and 2009 (reportedly for marijuana use), and I’m 100 percent OK with that.  This franchise gave second chances to Hamilton and to Matt Bush, each of whose history in this area was worse than Jeffress’s, and I was OK with those.

But this isn’t about Jeffress’s past.  It’s about a mistake he made while accountable to his Rangers teammates, and the associated consequences.  It was bad judgment, and now he’s confronted with a completely different challenge from the ones he’s faced since arriving four weeks ago, and presumably an opportunity to meet it head on and get things right.   

Jeffress was apologetic and embarrassed about what happened in the middle of the night on Friday morning, according to folks to whom he most owed an apology, and there’s really no room for the 28-year-old to have been anything else.

I hope he gets things straightened out.