So Frankie, you blow the save and I grimace because you're supposed to be my stud closer (for the Springfield Isotopes in my other league), but I figure, hey, what the heck, that means my man Todd Jones is gonna swoop in and steal one. But oh no, don't look now, Todd throws the ball away and blows the game. Arg.
So we went from an almost guaranteed save to a combined 13.50 ERA and a 2.56 WHIP and not a save in sight. Excellent work gentlemen.
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There's always room for Joel Zumaya as the closer in Detroit.
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