All right, David, a couple of ticket texts, knocked down a few phone calls.

We'll move along.

I've got some Dan Campbell audio on the tush push.

And then, yes, hockey elite, I am putting the bat signal up.

We may have a big game alert, but Kenny is the ombudsman.

He is the gatekeeper of our emotions as it pertains to the Red Wings.

And I want to know if my opinion of this game tonight is accurate and how I'm allowed

to feel since Kenny shot down all optimism from the good start.

And he may have been right.

But we're going to talk about that later in the show.

David.

Big game. Big game. Daisy dips. All right. Go ahead. So done with this clown. Pitch him next year. Make him earn his contract for somebody else. You'll get off cheap. If your farm system is as stacked as you say it is, you should have no problem in free agency getting a decent arm.

But why do we have to use terms like that?

Like there's ball breaking, there's amongst friends, the back-to-back, Cy Young, and the word

you're choosing to use is clown.

The only reason your baseball team has made the playoffs the last two years,

look at your record when Scoobel starts, then look at your record when he doesn't.

He is the singular reason you've made the playoffs.

You're over 20 games over 500 with him on the mound.

So what does that make you without him?

Like, guys, I get it. It's emotional. You pissed. Fine. The guy's back-to-back-back-Sy Young Award winner. I'm okay. You didn't like he took himself out of the game on 99 pitches. Come on. I mean, good God. I'm sorry. Like, and you know me. I don't care. I hate athletes.

I don't care.

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