I don’t care about the Cy Young.  I don’t care about the attendance.  I don’t care about the injuries (shocking that all the injured players played).  I don’t care about old age or about the fact that Sergio Mitre and Grant Balfour were on the mound when the game was decided.

All I care about is the Cajun Kid (or maybe the Cajun Cannon or how about Captain Cajun…let’s just agree that the kid needs a nickname) made the tote board look right for the first time since August 3.

For the record, I also care that Brignac’s bomb landed in the hands of two Yankee fans.  Who Dat?  Dat’s Karma.