Maybe was it seeing Scott Kazmir on the hill, in the Trop, as a member of the opposition. Maybe it was being thrown out by Sam Fuld. Maybe it was Vogt envy. Maybe it was the way David Rackley seemed to consult a Magic 8 Ball before making a ball/strike call. All I can tell you is tonight's matchup with the Oakland Athletics was weird, man. Disjointed. Like uncanny valley strange. It's okay though; the good guys won. But I think The Trop might be haunted. That's all I'm saying. Anyway, on to the game.
Rays 5, A's 2: Baseball in the uncanny valley
