Ummm...I don't know how to tell you this. It's been wearing on me for a while (i.e. the last hour or so,) but Mikey Wacha is AMAZEBALLS.
(I call him Mikey, because we are super close buds and clearly have a meaningful relationship.)
I mean, it's nothing serious, but HOLY CRAP DID YOU SEE THAT TONIGHT??? I still love you sort of unconditionally, but he has now made a very convincing argument for STEALING MY HEART.
I will always love you, but you have to understand that the heart is a very fickle organ. Please just know that I still appreciate your awesomeness. Your last start was very good! I enjoyed that win very much.
Let's put it this way. Your dance moves in the dugout are still sexy enough for me to call you my NUMBER ONE.
But seriously. Michael Wacha. WOWZERZZZZZZ.
I still expect you to pick up the dry cleaning.