The Guardians and their young roster got an ugly walk-off win versus a bad Chicago White Sox team yesterday.
When I was a teenager a septugenarian man attending my church, Dean Philips, was telling me a story about his neighbor as a child who “was so ugly they had to tie a bone around their neck to get a dog to play with them.” (Dean was aware that he, himself, was not a looker and made a comment also to that respect). That vivid and politically incorrect turn of phrase reminds me of the kind of game the Guardians won last night.