Every Monday, we look back at the weekend's series and then preview the next week's series.

I had a whole intro here planned out to pan Miss Texas Monique Evans' ceremonial first pitch Friday, and juxtapose that with Mo'Ne Davis' cool and calm dominance on equal ground with boys her age and suggest that while the former isn't necessarily a step backwards for femalekind, the latter is a nice step forwards, and things would be better if we could focus on that, but then the Rangers went and rallied in the ninth of Sunday's game and ruined the whole narrative by injecting it with good baseball feelings.

This must be the opposite of what Randy Galloway felt when Tony Romo threw that interception last year against the Broncos; rather than instant elation at the prospect of easy dirt to shovel, I'm deflated by the prospect of feeling good about something Adam Rosales did.

Dangerous, leave you with the Angels / Get them losses from all types of angles

Rangers starters combined for 19 innings pitched this weekend. That's good! They struck out 17- that's pretty good! They walked 5- that's pretty ok! They allowed 11 runs- that's pretty suboptimal! The runs and the walks and strikeouts and the hits distributed themselves pretty poorly, though, as we'll soon see.

On Friday, after Miss Evans made us all feel kind of bad about ourselves for laughing, Nick Martinez faced off against Garett Richards. Richards has formed himself into one of the most effective pitchers in the AL, while Martinez has offered every thing he has to keep from having to ride buses between Frisco and Midland all season. Martinez allowed four runs across six innings, walking one while striking out six. Martinez kept pace with Richards until the fifth, finally allowing the Angels to really break through by allowing back-to-back singles to David Freese (who despite my wishes has not been forced to move to Australia) and Chris Ianetta, then a three-run homer to Kole Calhoun.

The Rangers, down 5-1 in the eighth, showed character by scratching out four straight one-out singles and a fielder's choice, cutting the deficit down to 5-4. Unfortunately, that summoned Joe Smith from the Angels bullpen, who got them to the ninth by getting Geo Soto to ground out, then handed off to Huston Street for a clean ninth.

On Saturday, Colby Lewis opposed Matt Shoemaker. Lewis allowed 10 runners in six innings, but none of them came via walk versus 10 strikeouts. Five of those hits went for extra bases. Cotts, Mendez, and Klein kept the Angels off the bases and off the scoreboard through the last three innings. Once again, the Rangers put together a late-inning rally, scoring two in the seventh on a bases-loaded single by Alex Rios. Remember when we thought Alex Rios would get traded but then his power just evaporated? That's an example of why that's a problem for a baseball team. For the second straight night, the Rangers lost by a score of 5-4.

On Sunday, Nick Tepesch opposed Hector Santiago. Tepesch produced one of the strangest Rangers starts this year, going 7 innings, allowing two runs on 6 hits, 4 walks, and 1 strikeout. If you know me (and I think we're friends, right?) you know I find the ability to produce outs via strikeout a very key skill for pitchers. Tepesch is striking out 12.1 percent of batters faced this year; the only two qualified starters in the league who strike out a lower percentage of opponents are Kevin Correia and Scott Feldman. It's not impossible to survive with that low of a k-rate; it's just really super hard to do.

After Tepesch departed with a score of 2-1 Angels, the Rangers' bullpen gave the team two shutdown innings from Shawn Tolleson, Neal Cotts, and Neftali Feliz. The Angels got two scoreless innings form their bullpen, which would have worked out great for them except for that last inning. Alex Rios singled, then Adrian Beltre singled, then Mike Carp singled (scoring Rios), then Rosales singled, scoring Beltre in walk-off fashion.

We all know wins aren't ideal at this point, but the team does need something to feel good about, and making the Angels feel bad is a great way to make yourself feel good. Plus, the Rockies went and won their last two games, giving the Rangers sole possession of the lead in the Reverse standings and the inside track on the first pick of the draft next year.

All in all, that makes it a good day.

I don't like to drive Giancarlo jeans in the limousine / I could freestyle to a dolphin and a tambourine

After today's day off, the team heads to Miami to face the Marlins for a quick two games, but, let's be honest; you're going to watch to see if Giancarlo Stanton hits a home run to Jupiter, and for the Marlins' nonsensical home run sculpture. The Marlins are somewhere in between their yo-yo pattern of being terrible and ran like a joke and being an elite team that they've been on for the past decade-plus.

On Tuesday, Miles Mikolas faces recently traded Jarred Cosart. When rumors and reports began breaking that Cosart was going to be traded, lots of smart Rangers fans held their collective breath, hoping that he wasn't coming to Arlington. It's not a talent thing; Cosart is good enough to contribute once the team aims for competitiveness again. It has more to do with some very backwards and dated slurs Cosart deemed appropriate to use on social media, and subsequent recalcitrance prior to counseling by the team that suggested this wasn't an accident or just misjudgment, but that his viewpoint would probably be accepted by John Rocker. The problem is the Astros have a Double A and Triple A team that swim the same waters as the Rangers', and people who hang out by those streams heard from several angles (or, since I'm using aquatic metaphors here, should I say anglers?) that that's just Jarred being Jarred.

Look at me using secret sources.

In Wednesday's finale, Nick Martinez will face off against Nathan Eovaldi. Eovaldi's interesting. The 24 year old has pitched 157 innings this year with a 3.96 ERA, but has done so despite striking out only 16.6 percent of opposing batters (not quite Feldmanian or Tepeschian, but still on the low end). He has, however, only walked 4.9 percent of opponents and allowed only 11 home runs (that works out to .63 HR/9 IP, or 1.67 percent of all plate appearances against. That's a very low total rate of three-true outcome results, and he's making it work.

Stanton is the real player to watch, though, He's hit 32 home runs this year, and is a good weekend away from hitting the .300/.400/.500 triple slash mark. He's 24 years old, and he's one of the top three hitters in all of baseball. You could say that's what we wish Joey Gallo could turn into, but Gallo really only approximates Stanton in the power department. If Gallo had Stanton's contact ability, or Stanton's ability to hit for otherwordly power while keeping his strikeout rates squarely on this planet, he would already be in the majors. That said, the power Gallo has is so rare, that comparisons to Stanton come fairly readily- they just might not be entirely fair, is all.

Two more weeks, and September will be here, and we'll have a small wave of additional players to share the burden of the march to 100 losses. While the names might not be very exciting (I think the closest thing we get to a 'name' prospect added will be Ryan Rua, but Luke Jackson is a definite possibility- for reasons other than recent performance though), they're more than welcome and could be auditioning for roles on the 2015 team.

More than anything, though, I'm hoping for Guilder Rodriguez to get some MLB time. Good dude, done well for Frisco for a long time, has paid more dues than almost anyone else in the minors. A cup of coffee for Guilder might be the highlight of the 2014 season, in a lot of ways.

This is normally the space reserved for telling you to go follow Joseph Ursery on twitter. We're still going to do that (go follow @thejoeursery on twitter please) but we're also going to donate this space to the Give Guilder Rodriguez a Cup of Coffee 2014 movement. Guilder's an 8 year minor league vet who's been with the Roughriders for most of the last five years. He's 31 years old, and he deserves to get some time on a Major League field this year. Guilder Rodriguez: Because Why The Heck Not?

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