Sometimes we lose perspective. We know this. Like yesterday, when we actually thought to ourselves about the car driving ahead of us in the left lane going 50 mph with its turn signal on, "we hate that person more than we have ever hated anyone ever." We recognize that was a moment when we had lost perspective. Or when we decided that there was a global conspiracy among Olympic gymnastics judges to break the hearts of two cute American gymnasts who do actually seem to like each other and demanded that the issue be taken up by the International Tribunal on Human Rights. Again, that was a moment when we lost perspective. And so we are admitting up front that we might feel differently soon, and maybe we could feel at any moment like things aren't so bad, but right now, at this very moment, we feel like this is the worst. The A's are terrible. And they are terrible in so many ways. And they have lost a record number of series. And we can't imagine they will ever get better. And to make it even worse -- to make it so bad that we can't even take it -- the Angels have the best record in baseball. We love the A's. And we will love them even though they are so bad that we can't bear to watch more than a few innings and then we just turn off the game in disgust. And we will love them even when every player we ever loved gets traded away to teams that win a million games and all we think is, "That guy used to be an A. What if?" But what we cannot do is stand to watch the Angels, the despicable Angels, run away with it this year. We just can't. It will kill us. It is too much. It is too bad. So for the rest of this season at least, the Rays matter to us. Even though we think it is really dumb that they aren't the Devil Rays anymore. We are pulling for them. Actively. They need us. And they stand for what is good and fun about baseball. We encourage you to do the same.