Not too long ago, i was like the second most reliable reliever on the staff. I was getting eighth innings in close games! And then they got Clippard. And I was getting seventh innings. And then they got Reed. And I was getting... innings. But, you know, they were innings! Now, in the post-season, we've booted two of our starters to the bullpen, and that's just like getting two more experienced relievers to bump ol' Hansel down again. Dang. I don't know who I've got to give my heart to in order to get into a game again. An inning! An out! A batter! A pitch! Something, Terry!! And then I realize that I should be happy I'm not Erik Goeddel, who fell to the wrong side of the bubble, despite similar credentials. I will find my way back to viability again, for I am Hansel, and I have left a trail of crumbs.