hey, it's me.
i'm downstairs. the world is ending. i brought cookies.
Relief pitchers are a fickle thing, my friends.
I ended up with Patch Robinson, and I felt like that was… like, 65% of the way there.
Well, based on things I heard today, I changed it to Hooch Hanigan.
This is a trillion times better.
I feel like it rivals Harold “Pie” Traynor.
Then he makes it a fucking REAL GAME
And you have to win 15–13 in the bottom of the 9th by honestly pitching your best.
And then you run down the hallway going “ohhhhh” when you win.
So, that’s actually the way to go.