What the fuck are we supposed to do?
Early on, I asked oldschool, “I wonder why there are all these empty seats?” After all, we sell out. I realized it was raining.
Verlander gave up two runs in the 1st, but the Detroit Tigers rallied in the bottom of the inning. Austin Jackson lead off with a walk. Torii Hunter slapped a base hit into right field. Miguel Cabrera walked. Prince Fielder singled in two runners. Victor Martinez moved Fielder to third on a double play. Omar Infante slipped one past the second basemen, scoring Prince for a 3-2 comeback lead.
In the 5th inning with the rain pouring onto the diamond, tied at three, Justin Verlander pitched to Coco Crisp. After a long rain-battle, Crisp popped out to left field and I called it. The game was too wet.
Nope. The umpires didn’t listen to me. Next play: an infield hit that Verlander nor Omar Infante could hold onto. DUH. IT’S POURING RAIN.
PLAY BALL!
An infield out puts a fielder’s choice at first for two outs. Next batter, I repeat to myself, “Stop play.”
Nah. Home Run, 5-3 A’s.
The Tigers looked rushed their next time through as it rained on. The A’s came up and immediately homered off of Bruce Rondon. They proceeded to load the bases, all with no outs.
FINALLY, the umpires ruled it was too wet, bringing out the tarp. 
The delay ended the game with the score 6-3.
An umping crew that forced the fifth inning in boned us.