(Song from the 70s I believe...too late in the evening for me to recall who sang it)...
But tonight's game against the Nationals slinged along at a slug's velocity (that is also a subtle slam against something, but more on that offline).
16 Walks - generated by 321 pitches. Sheer monotony - against the worst team in the MLB.
Glad for the win, but something like this should have been easier. J J Putz almost sent many to the dictionary to prove that his current alleged last name is NOT pronounced "pootz."
A sweep is mandatory. You heard it here, now follow it at Citifield.