Here I was minding my own business watching the Angels game on a Sunday morning, what a lovely treat.
What's more, the Angels were winning. After a back and forth first several innings, the Halos took a 10-5 lead headed into the ninth. Ernesto Frieri was coming in. I thought to myself that this would be a great time to pause the game and go fix myself a burrito for lunch because there is nothing like a warm meal and watching the Yankees lose. Or so I thought...
At first, I thought using Frieri in a five-run game was unnecessary, but I suppose he did need the work. Fair enough. Besides, with the way the ball was flying out of the yard, no lead is safe in this stadium. But, c'mon, it's ERNASTY! He is invincible.
Then Mark Teixeira had to go and ruin Frieri's perfect Angels season just days after breaking Downs' own scoreless streak. I greatly dislike Mark Teixeira.
OK, fine, like I said with Downs, $#!% happens. Surely Downs will come in and save the day, no?
Because he is Scott Downs, he starts things off by failing to field a comebacker that could've easily been a double play. Now the Angels are in real trouble, but at least Downs managed to avoid hurting himself.
Or did he? Because he didn't look to great walking in a run with the bases loaded.
Now I don't look so great because I have turned green as my burrito is sitting poorly in my stomach due to the sight of Kevin Jepsen bumbling in from the bullpen.
Jepsen versus A-Rod with the bases loaded in Yankee Stadium? What could possibly go wrong.
Shockingly, nothing. Which might have been the worst thing to happen to the Angels, all things considered, as there is a chance that Mike Scioscia might now see that Jepsen has a save on his record and fool himself into thinking that Jepsen is now a "proven closer."
That burrito totally wasn't worth it.
Angels 10, Yankees 8