Let's keep this short. It is, after all, a Federal Holiday and we all have barbeques to attend, beer to drink, and baseball to watch (and perhaps, a football fantasy draft to complete).
I'm not going to panic because the Padres have lost ten straight. I'm going to get pissed off. There's NO WAY the team that has stumbled through the last 10 games is the true talent level for this group, not after they went 76-49 over the first 125. If you find yourself jumping off the Padre bandwagon because of the last 10 games good riddance. Don't let the pavement give you too much of a road rash when you hit it at 40 miles an hour, because I'm driving and I'm accelerating.
Get pissed, Padres. You're not this bad, not even close. Stop pressing. Stop blaming others for what happened. Stop suggesting MLB has it in for you because you're a small market. Stop trying to hit 3-run HRs with no one on base. Get back to what got you here - long at bats, aggressive baserunning, good pitching in the rotation and out of the bullpen.
Believe you can do it. You did it for the first 125 games, why in the world would you let a two-week funk invalidate all that effort and change your mindset?
Here's what's going to happen. After you take 2 of 3 from the Dodgers - and you will take 2 of three from the Dodgers - we're going to smack the Giants in the mouth. They can't beat us, haven't all year. They aren't going to beat us this weekend either.
Go put on Green Day, or Depeche Mode, or Eminem, or Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, or whatever music you need to get the blood running. Go call your mother. Go take an enormous dump. Go light a candle at your preferred house of worship. Whatever you need to do to clear your system and reset yourself.
Then go stretch and have a good session in the cage. Then put a hurt on the Dodgers.
Enough is enough.