Gross. I'm sorry, people. I'm at a loss. I think we all probably are. The fact that we're all now opining on Neal Huntington's status and the Pirates' draft isn't a direct response to the Bucs' recent play -- that is, I don't think we really feel that things would be going better if only Huntington had done x or y. It's an indirect response. We talk about big-picture organizational things as a way of distancing ourselves from games like this, which are lousy and painful and un-talk-about-able, or at least it's hard to talk about them without sounding bitter and repetitive and mean.
A.J. Burnett, as he usually does, put the Pirates in a good spot, allowing two runs over six innings, but the Bucs mustered just two hits off Yovani Gallardo and one hit thereafter, and the Brewers scored two runs each in the seventh and eighth off the Pirates' relief corps. The Pirates had two errors and three hits. They allowed seven stolen bases and didn't catch the Brewers once (with Rod Barajas allowing six of those). They're about to go 3.5 games back of the Cardinals. This felt inevitable. It wasn't, but it felt that way. And it feels inevitable that the Bucs will find some other way to lose tomorrow. We're 140-plus games into the season. What can you say?