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Caught in the undertow.

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The Royals hit three home runs, but it didn't matter. Jarrod Dyson did marvelous things, but it was all for not, as Kansas City lost 6-5 in extra innings to Detroit on Saturday.

Edinson Volquez shuffled his way through six innings, giving up seven hits and yielding three runs on four walks with six strikeouts. Kansas City managed just three hits off of Matt Boyd, whose ERA at the start of the game was 8.02. Kansas city managed to tie or take the lead in the game after being down 2-1, 3-2, and 5-4, but the current that has grabbed ahold does not loose its grip too easily.

Kendrys Morales got the scoring started with a solo home run in the second inning. It was his 18th big fly of the year and gave him 102 RBI on the season. Detroit came back in the third on a single by Miguel Cabrera, plating two runs.

In the fifth, Mike Moustakas absolutely crushed a pitch into right field, tying the game and restoring a glimmer of hope. The light faded quickly, as Victor Martinez gave Detroit the lead again on a sacrifice fly to center field.

Eric Hosmer singled and came around to score on a wild pitch by Al Albuquerque. Jonny Gomes walked and was pinch ran for by Speedy Doo. Dyson moved to second on a balk by Al Albuquerque, who still can't figure out when to take left turns. Detroit then walked Salvador Perez intentionally, because Brad Ausmus is basically white Robin Ventura. Christian Colon singled and Dyson gave the Royals the lead.

Victor Martinez didn't care, as he launched a two-run home run off of Chris Young to retake the lead. Kansas City would rally back and tie the game again.

In the bottom of the ninth, Detroit thought they had a walk off in the ninth, when Ian Kinsler tried to score from third on a fly ball to center field. Jarrod Dyson made the catch and threw home, a throw that was off the line on the first base side. Perez spun and put the tag down. The home plate umpire originally ruled safe, but a lengthy review by the New York umpire ruled that Kinsler's toe had nicked Perez's glove.

The relief was short lived, as Kansas City floundered in the tenth. Eric Hosmer singled with one out, but a TOOTBLAN ended the inning following a Kendrys Morales strike out.

Kansas city did nothing in the eleventh, and Miguel Almonte, who had recorded two strikeouts in the previous inning, gave up a lead off home run to Ian Kinsler to give the Tigers another win.

The Royals are now 6-13 in their last 19 games, and on a night when Toronto managed to lose a game (to the Red Sox, no less), Kansas City couldn't put distance between them in the chase for home field advantage.

At one point, the question was whether or not the Royals were going to win 100 games this season. With 14 games left, the question now is whether or not they'll win even 92 games, to match the 1989 team that last won over 90 games.

On Sunday, Kris Medlen (4-1, 3.92) will try and halt yet another slide as he faces off against Alfredo Simon (13-9, 4.91). Expect a Sunday Funday lineup with off-days for regulars like Perez.

I've been struck dumb by a voice that
speaks, from deep beneath endless water that's,
twice as clear as heaven,
twice as loud as reason.
Deep and rich like silt on a riverbed,
just as neverending.
Current's mouth below me;
opens up around me.
Suggests and beckons all while swallowing.
Surrounds and drowns, and wipes me away.

But I'm so comfortable. So comfortable.

Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up,
you're saturating me.
How could I let this bring me,
back to my knees?

Third time in.

I've been baptized by your voice that,
screams, from deep beneath the cold black water that's,
half as high as heaven,
half as clear as reason.
cold and black like silt on the riverbed.
Just as neverending.
Current's mouth below me;
opens up around me.
Suggests and beckons all while swallowing.
Surrounds and drowns, and wipes me away.

But I'm so comfortable... So comfortable.

Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up,
you're saturating me.
How could I let this happen?

Why don't you kill me?
I am weak and numb and insignificant,
How could I let this bring me back to my knees?

Euphoria

I'm back down, I'm in the undertow.
I'm helpless and I'm awake, I'm in the undertow.
I'll die beneath the undertow.
There doesn't seem to be a way out of the undertow.


Euphoria.