Two bad ones.

My ability to avoid knee-jerking over the last half dozen years has improved from 30-grade to maybe 60. I’ll still get caught up in win streak, and a bullpen meltdown will still punch me in the gut, but I’ve gotten a little better about taming the overreaction impulse.

That said . . . .

I’ve really hated these last two losses.

A lot.

I’ve hated them because Texas is now 11-22 against its own division — and that includes a winning record (4-2) against Houston.

I’ve hated them because my wish for failure to descend upon the sorry Angels franchise knows no season.

I’ve hated these last two because when you’re a good baseball team but don’t enforce any sort of home field advantage, that’s deflating.

Texas has the second-worst home record in baseball. And the best road record.

I hate trying to make any sense out of that.

Rotation regression, sickly offense, 11.1 innings needed in these last two nights out of the bottom of the pen.

Albert Pujols with that 35- or 39-year-old giggle after sliding past a badly executed Rougned Odor tag. I didn’t like that.

Even in a year when it’s Houston who’s the class of the division, or Oakland, or (as anticipated this winter) Seattle, and especially when it’s Texas, I will always celebrate Angels losses more than anyone’s.

When an LA win comes at the expense of the Rangers — in Arlington — man, I really hate those.

A win is a win but they take on added importance in July — not because of any knee-jerk meter, but because these are the weeks when teams decide, because of the procedure set forth by Major League Rule 10(e)(1), how they want to alter their roster and how they might line up with other teams whose objectives differ. Those decisions help shape the next few months for some teams, the next few years for others.

The Rangers are 41-41, still just 2.5 games out of the Wild Card Game, and even though they’d need to displace five teams at this point that means Josh Boyd is probably having to dispatch part of his crew to Miller Park and O.co Coliseum, and others to Coca-Cola Field in Buffalo or ONEOK Field in Tulsa, because Yovani Gallardo — the stingiest pitcher in the American League over the last eight weeks (1.56 ERA, .203/.256/.264, averaging one out in the seventh) — has to be worth more today on the trade market, no matter how many ace-level pitchers could be available, than the supplemental first-rounder the Rangers will collect if they tender him a qualifying offer with the expectation that someone else will offer him more years and dollars than they would, given what this rotation projects to look like next year, and he’ll take the bigger deal in lieu of one season here.

And man, there are lots of contending teams believed to be hungry at first base.

But I’d rather imagine Boyd’s scouts sitting on Carlos Gomez and Will Smith, and on Tyler Clippard. And penciling Gallardo in every fifth day for the next three months.

When you’re 41-41, a good week away from being right back in the Wild Card picture yet difficult to define, it’s hard to avoid hating bad July losses. July’s are better when they clarify what you are and what you need — not when they take the picture further out of focus.

Whether the Rangers are buying or selling, they need to look for ways to balance the handedness of the lineup — not only now (the club is hitting .232/.296/.376 against lefties) but going forward as well, because Joey Gallo and Nomar Mazara and Nick Williams all hit from the left side, too.

There’s reason to think about trading some left-handed hitting, and reason to believe that Cole Hamels may be worth discussing whether you win 10 of your next 12 or lose 10 of 12, because Yu Darvish will be in this rotation in 2016 and 2017 (unless he wins the Cy Young next year) and that’s a window that we shouldn’t forget about.

Nobody wants a July on the field like last year’s, and while Joakim Soria for Jake Thompson and Corey Knebel (the latter of whom helped bring Gallardo here) was awesome, I’m hoping not to have to write about Gallardo or Mitch Moreland moving on later this month, for several reasons, not the least of which is it would likely mean there’s an ugly skid ahead.

I hate the last two games for making me think about that.

Kick the Angels’ tail tonight.