
[to be continued...I'm off to do yard work in the Seattle sun.]
Eight hours later ... here's where we ended up Sunday night.

Whew! That was waaaay close ... and even closer than it looks. We were tied (6-6) going into the last game on the last day. I had two hitters left (Rollins, Delgado) who were hitting against Santana and Hamels, respectively. And the white hot Cole Hamels, was your remaining player. Yikes.
Rollins tanked, of course (oh-fer against Johann), but Carlos surprisingly hammered Cole for 2 HRs (l-o-n-g, too) and the threat to WHIP was gone and HR's were now tied ... and we escaped with at 6-5 win.
So ... good match, Jen. See you next spring for the Baby X "coming out party."
--Vitamin D Ownership.
Ps: Yes, 20-20 hindsight shows The Sitting of Paul Byrd was a mistake as he went 6.2 innings with no earned runs and got the W against the suddenly anemic Rangers. (Combined with Beckett boo-boo mentioned above, it cost us the W's category.)
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