Some losses hurt more than others. Some losses just crush the soul and leave major league ballplayers shaken and disspirited and in need of many, many post-game beers. For the Orioles, the ugly 15-10 pummeling they took from the Boston Red Sox at Camden Yards Monday night qualified as one of those nightmare losses.
How do you explain a team scoring 10 runs -- five in the fifth inning after they trailed by four -- and still kicking the game away?
How do you explain O's starter Brad Bergesen looking so good for the first two innings and then getting lit up for six runs (four earned) on eight hits with that batting practice fastball?
How do you explain a bullpen so ineffective that it gives up eight runs in the eighth inning, with Michael Gonzalez, Mark Worrell and Chris Jakubauskas blowing up like a refinery fire in their -- you'll pardon the expression -- relief roles?
Wasted was yet another homer by the red-hot Adam Jones and J.J. Hardy, who drove in three runs on the day he inked a new three-year contract extension. (You wonder if Hardy didn't watch that eighth-inning carnage and wonder if it was too late to be traded to a team with a brighter future. Like, say, the Houston Astros.)
Wasted were Nick Markakis, Derrek Lee and Nolan Reimold driving in two runs apiece.
No wonder Buck Showalter's hair has turned an even whiter shade of white. This is what happens when you manage the Orioles -- the stress and futility makes you age faster than the president of the United States.
It was another long, depressing night at the ballpark. And unless the Orioles get some pitching help in a hurry, we're likely to see quite a few more nights like this before the season is (mercifully) over.
Baltimore Sun photo of Buck Showalter by Algerina Perna / July 18, 2011