Bottom of the 6th

I'm not a huge fan of the Rays' new uniforms. They are very plain, and not very stylish.

Speaking of ugly, Shawn Riggans' pop up lands in fair territory, in front of catcher Ronny Paulino and Jose Bautista, whose sliding attempt to snare the ball comes up empty, putting runners on first and second.

More ugliness ensues - with a runner on third, Bartlett's swinging bunt is fielded by Mientkiewicz, who spins to throw - only to find no one is covering first. A run scores, and it's 6-2.

Morris deserves better than this. He may have given up eight his thus far, but the play behind and in front of him hasn't been stellar.

Oh, and the heckler is back.

"I wipe my feet on you, Morris!"

Why? It's not raining. Nonetheless, the Rays are pouring it on, as Crawford triples in two runs, upping the Rays' lead to 8-2.

Morris, who had an ERA of 9.00 in his first four outings, is out. John Grabow is in.

Surprisingly, the heckler is mute. Guess he got enough licks in.

So have the Rays - Pena strikes out, and it's 8-2.