Four hits. Two games. Zero runs.

That's the Giants' offensive résumé so far this season, and honestly, it reads like a city budget report — lots of activity, nothing to show for it.

New York came to town and did what New York does: Aaron Judge hit a home run, Giancarlo Stanton hit a home run, and the Yankees' pitching staff treated San Francisco's lineup like a minor inconvenience. Two shutouts to open the year isn't just a bad start — it's a statement. The Giants look lost at the plate, and no amount of optimistic spring training talk is going to paper over what we're watching.

Here's the thing that stings even more: the guys in the clubhouse are apparently hoping Barry Bonds shows up to fix it.

Bonds, whose contract as a special adviser quietly expired in December, apparently made enough of an impression that newcomers like Luis Arráez and Harrison Bader are already excited to meet him. "I hope he's around soon," the sentiment goes.

Hope. Great. The Giants are hoping their expired hitting consultant shows back up while Aaron Judge is launching baseballs into McCovey Cove.

Look, we love Barry. Everyone loves Barry. But a front office that lets its most valuable hitting resource walk out the door in the offseason — right as the lineup was already looking shaky — deserves some pointed questions. You don't wait until your offense is a national punchline to start making calls.

The Giants spent money this winter. Arráez was supposed to be the steady, high-contact bat that anchored things. Maybe he will be. But right now, two games in, the offense looks like it's still figuring out where the coffee machine is.

Season's young. There's time. But the front office should probably stop waiting for Bonds to wander back in on his own schedule and make it worth his while to show up — before this thing gets uglier.