The elite :"closer" for the Yanks blew a couple saves and gave up a couple home runs. Some of the talking heads think Armageddon must be upon us -- or at least New York.
Hey, I don't care HOW good he is. Those guys he's pitching to? They're major league hitters. The last guy on the bench for the worst big league club is REALLY good, or he wouldn't be there. It's not like the fat kid with freckles on a little league team. Believe it or not, once in a while they're going to hit the ball. Hard.
It happens.
So what's the big freakin deal?
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