Stupid Baseball.

I won't call it nostalgia but there's a certain sweetness (innocence, maybe) to National League baseball. "Awww. He's a pitcher and he's got a bad in his hand. Isn't that cute?"

But then your team needs a hit and the pitcher is coming up to bat and it's not so cute anymore.

Dumb people will claim that that's where strategy comes into the game. Hey, dumb people! What strategy? Will it be the exciting question of, Will he bunt? Yes, yes he will and in all likelihood, it will not help. Will they pinch hit? Oooh. Thrilling. There's no mystery there.

And then you've got the lovely phenomenon of pitchers switching leagues from the AL to the NL and having their career revived, as in the case of one Mr. Jake Peavy. (He can insist that it wasn't switching back to the NL that fixed him but it doesn't make it true.) Or our very own Mr. Pomeranz, who is a serviceable, maybe even a very good pitcher in the NL, but not so good when he has to face actual hitters.

Or it could just be that this team isn't very good. They are being shut out by Edwin Jackson.