The T.J. Rivera folk hero status is a bit premature. Not only did he strike out swinging all night, but he came up in the ninth with the tying run two batters behind him in the form of Jay Bruce. By definition, you should be taking there. Even beyond that, Hatcher had walked two with two outs the previous inning and just struck out Conforto with what would have been ball four if Conforto hadn't chased. He was 40 pitches into his night, and just getting Jansen into the game would have been a meaningful achievement, as it would have compromised his availability the rest of the series. So Rivera lined out on the first pitch. He made good contact (the only contact he made all night) and probably feels pretty OK about it, but it was ass-backwards. As for Keith, I'm working with a Jerry Lewis screwball theory that the same sap who threw the switch on his mic early was the guy who messed up in the Mr. Met costume, and is just being cycled from job to job and screwing everything up as he goes. "This is your FINAL final chance! You hear me, Crumley!"