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Alright, it's the end of the Yankee season.

This god for second season is finally over. It's a little bit of relief, honestly,

for how much of a roller coaster and so many lows, and the lows were so, so, so low,

and the highs were just immediately eliminated by those lows pretty much all year.

The Yankee's really just got fucking walked over in this wildcard game.

Garry Cole was awful. The bullpen, you know, they were asked to get a ton of outs because he

elasted, he didn't last long at all, and yeah, they gave him some runs here. The offense was

completely non-existent. There were some moments on the stream that I couldn't believe what happened.

Yeah, I'm demoralized, I'm defeated. It's time to fucking clean house, I'm furious.

But honestly, there's like some odd like relief that this season's over because it was such a

fucking toll to watch. It was pathetic. Tonight was pathetic. Tonight was really just perfectly

encapsulated everything that was wrong in the season. The offense, they were lifeless from the jump.

Garry Cole, you're a loser, buddy. What the fuck? You're a choke artist. Like, I know we're

going to hear maybe it was more hurt than he let on, whatever. I think he was. You're a 324

million dollar race. We literally paid Garry Cole for playoff games. I'm not going to say,

oh, wow, it's got, we played Garry Cole for do or die playoff games. You're at Fenway Park,

your face in your rival. You got to go out there and shove. He dug the Yankees in a

mediate hole in the first inning. He got six fucking outs, six outs. You got six outs and

probably should have gone up more than three runs of clay homes wasn't a god. That's pathetic.

Garry Cole, any good will that he's won over with Yankee fans over these past two seasons,

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