Doesn't Jaret Wright hear the ghost on the mound telling him to "GET OUT!" How else do you explain him hurting his shoulder for a couple of months, getting his collar bone smashed with a line drive, and almost losing his arm with a splintered bat. What's next, a flood light crashing down on his head.
The bullpen is horrible, Posada gets picked off and we lose another game to Cleveland.
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