As the calendar slips off into June, as the one-third point of the season moves us closer and closer to a fully lost year, we get visitors from Anaheim to the South Side. Or Los Angeles. Or whichever. Some soulless monstrosity sucking up the Colorado River.
The Angels, the third-most popular team in Southern California, have perfected a special blend of Notable Anonymity. They have two of the most famous ballplayers in the world, yet no one can tell you a thing about them other than “they should be better.” It’s kind of a neat trick to pull off, maybe the most original thing to ever come out of Anaheim.