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Diamondbacks 11, Padres 2: This is what giving up looks like

Go Team Tank, I guess.

MLB: Arizona Diamondbacks at San Diego Padres
What’s the point?
Jake Roth-USA TODAY Sports

I’ve sat through some stinkers in my time. I was in the stands when Tim Lincecum no-hit the Padres the first time. Remember last year, when the team had a ten-run lead against the Mariners and managed to piss it all away? Or the brutal ten game losing streak in 2010? Been there, done that. I’ve seen some really, really, really bad baseball, is what I’m trying to say. But this game may be the absolute, utter nadir for this team.

It started well enough, with Jarred Cosart going three perfect innings and Wil Myers putting the boys on the board first with a RBI single. It all fell apart pretty quickly after that. Cosart walked in the Diamondbacks’ first run of the night in the fourth, and then left the game with an injured right hamstring. Then Craig Stammen came in and blew the whole thing up. With the bases he loaded, he somehow decided to make a terrible throw to first instead of an easy, sure play at home. Two runs. Another four in the fifth and the disaster was well underway.

Zach Lee fared a little bit better than Stammen, giving up just two runs in his 2.2 innings of work, and Christian Bethancourt got stung by an error in the ninth, making the two runs he allowed unearned. Ironically, the only Padre pitcher who didn’t give up a run was the one who took the mound with two outs in the ninth, after Andy Green and clearly thrown in the towel completely: Erick Aybar.

Aybar had already proven useless defensively and offensively earlier in the game, so there was only one thing left to try with him. But that’s what broke me. Aybar was standing on the mound warming up while three catchers took the infield around him. Bethancourt stood at second, and Hector Sanchez had taken over for Myers at the start of the inning. That left Luis Torrens to actually put on the gear behind the plate, while the few fans left started filing out of the park, too tired to watch the macabre imitation of baseball being staged at Petco.

I know that tanking is the absolute best thing the Padres can do this season. I just don’t know how much longer I can watch it.

If your stomach is made of sterner stuff than mine, there’s another game at 7:10 tomorrow night.