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.