Two things are true about Cleveland Indians closer Cody Allen. He is one of the finest relievers in baseball. He also has a knack for creating situations that are heart unhealthy. He is the baseball equivalent of five pounds of pulled pork, bought from an old man who runs a smoker on a dirt road in rural Carolina. Both the best and worst thing and room for debate over his merits. Yes, I like vinegar sauce.
But Allen keeps getting it done, and has for four years and change at the back end of the Tribe bullpen.