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Trevor Bauer loses his whole damn mind as Indians lose to Royals 9-6

Bauer’s best throw of the day happened to be extracurricular

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This afternoon’s game might be seen as a test of Bauer’s grit. It is one that he failed in one of the more spectacular fashions imaginable.

So, uh. What happened?

In the first inning, Bauer looked a little bit shaky. He gave up two long fly balls and two doubles, leading to the first Royals run. All of the balls hit against him were smoked, and it looked like the Tribe might be in for a long afternoon

Could Bauer find some balance? Yes! In the second inning he handled the Royals with ease, snapping off breaking balls one after another.

This balance lasted for exactly one inning. The Royals battered him again in the bottom of the third, and Jake Bauers certainly didn’t help the cause. Ryan O’Hearn rolled one to first base, and Bauers scooped it on the way to first for the out. He then fired a throw to home plate that would have hit somebody in the fifteenth row if not for the netting. He missed home plate by so much that Roberto Pérez didn’t even bother to finish jumping. Making things even worse, there’s no way he would have stopped Alex Gordon from scoring.

The throw allowed Hunter Dozier to come around and score as well, tying the game at three. Trevor Bauer argued a full-count call in the next at-bat, and I think that the anger he displayed lobbying for a strike three inches off of the plate might have been a way to vent some steam after his teammate’s error. He struck out the next hitter to end the inning.

If that sounds frustrating, allow me to introduce you to the fifth inning. He allowed a lead-off single to Alex Gordon, followed by a deep fly ball to center field by Dozier. The ball hung up in the air for several seconds. Mercado seemed to have it spotted in the sky, but then he raised his hand to battle the sun.

The sun, which is an 864,340 mile-wide ball of combusting hydrogen that will live for approximately another five billion years, won this battle. The ball fell to the ground and hopped over the center field wall. Bauer promptly walked the next batter to load the bases.

That’s when Ryan O’Hearn tapped a ball just in front of home plate. Since he needed to cover home, Pérez couldn’t field the ball. Bauer sprinted and tried to glove and flip it to Pérez in one motion. He whiffed, and the run scored. The Royals trailed by one, and Bauer spent a good long moment with his hands on his knees, considering his place in the universe. As it turns out, I don’t think he found a place of calm.

In the next at-bat, Cheslor Cuthbert poked a ball to shallow right. Mike Freeman nearly made a play on it by couldn’t pull it down with a dive. Another weakly-hit single, another run, the bases still loaded with nobody out.

He struck out Bubba Starling next, but then proceeded to meltdown entirely. Nicky Lopez poked a ball to center field for a single, which scored two runs. Francona started making his way out of the dugout to make a pitching change. Before Francona could take the ball from Bauer’s hands, however, it ended up elsewhere.

Was he trying to wing the ball into the sun as payback for causing Mercado’s earlier error? Probably not—Mandy Bell reported that he also threw the ball into the backstop before this.

It’s worth taking a good, long look at Francisco Lindor’s reaction. I believe that he may have some words for Trevor at some point. He scared Mike Freeman’s soul clear out of his body. Oscar Mercado glances back absolutely baffled when he sees a ball sail over his head in the middle of a pitching change. Honestly if I were him I might even think that Bauer tried to hit me with the ball for making an error earlier in the inning.

It appeared that the two were able to reconcile in the dugout briefly, but it looked like this:

BAUER: Hey, I wasn’t trying to kill you with that throw.

MERCADO: Okay man.

BAUER: I’m sorry.

MERCADO: Uh. Sure?

No, I’ve never been in a major league clubhouse, but I wonder if a teammate melting down like a five-year-old—in particular with the track record Bauer already enjoys—just gets shrugged off. We’ll see how it plays out.

It also goes without saying that Tito wasn’t, uh, very happy at all.

According to Hamilton, Francona pulled Bauer back into the dugout for a conversation that I truly wish I could have heard.

Tyler Clippard came in and allowed a single to Meibrys VIloria, scoring one more and putting the Indians down three.

If the outcome of the inning itself wasn’t deflationary enough, Bauer’s outburst clearly affected the rest of the Indians’ roster. None of them looked particular sharp at the plate for the rest of the game, and once Soler launched a ball off of Clippard into the bullpen in the sixth to stretch the lead to four, things were pretty much over.

What, uh.... what else happened today, then?

Carlos Santana came back from a couple of days off and absolutely pulverized a three-run home run in the first inning. Mercado snagged an RBI on a sacrifice fly, and Jordan Luplow made another left-handed pitcher pay for existing when he homered in the top of the fifth. José Ramírez continued his resurgence with a home run that hugged the foul pole in right.

It’s an off-day tomorrow for the Indians before they pick back up with twenty straight days of baseball. We’ll see how much “time-off” certain players end up with overall.