And the countdown to Wheeler’s next injury begins!

Our offensive futility was known. Yo’s dinger would have been 500ft if not for the wind. He’s so ‘trong. He also looks miserable out there. He loves that hot hot heat. I don’t blame him. New York is a shitty, cold town until it’s nice for about a minute and then the summer hits and it smells like hot garbage before getting cold again, just like our bats will be should we return to the playoffs. Playoffs?!