It was hard not to spiral a bit after last night’s unfortunate events. Losing both James Paxton’s power arm and the joy of the Maple Grove in one fell swoop was as big of a gutpunch as you can get, and topped off with an injury to one of the few productive hitters in Jake Fraley and a moribund 10-4 loss that came fifteen minutes short of lasting four hours, I don’t blame anyone for the bad vibes taking over. It’s early, we all know this, but injuries and piles of strikeouts are never enjoyable to see.
For a long time today, it felt like more of the same.