The joy of the random September call-up, especially the one with the fun name.
September Baseball is an odd mish-mash of playoff races for some teams, playing out the schneid for others, and a 40-man roster to play with for all. Some people abuse the last privilege. I distinctly remember wishing genuine physical harm on Bruce Bochy in a September game in 2013 that was meaningless for both teams in their own way for making a billion pitching changes on a game I had to recap. This has nothing to do with the thesis of this article, but I needed to vent that.