Tyler Skaggs is scary solid on the front of games, while Huston Street is scary bad at the back end.And in between, the Sunday LOBster bake didn't help.
Once every 20 years, like clockwork, the Comet Roidsux roams over the Sunday afternoon skies above Anaheim and dumps a shit-load of runs into a 9th-inning frame. Afterward off to their bus ride they go, heading to the airport thinking themselves world-beaters after having stolen one cheap-assed victory.
And in their wake they leave the crumpled, ashen corpse of once-notable closer surrounded by hordes of bitter, angry, frustrated Angels fans.