Well this was a big ol’ bummer of a game. But here’s the deal: my doctor told me not to get excited/stressed/sad or my heart will explode into a hundred floppy pieces. In light of that, why don’t we go ahead and focus on the positives for this game. This will keep me from falling into the void, that pit of despair that is September Irrelevancy. Every game in September becomes more important, as the margin of error shrinks and shrinks to an almost imperceptible, razor-thin...
whoop there I go again being all existential about baseball. But how can you not be existential about baseball?