It was a little cutter that was up and out over the plate. I just tried to get the barrel on it and put it into play.

I had two strikes, and I'm just looking to get the barrel on it and make something happen. I was able to get my arms extended, and good things happen when you put yourself in a good hitting position.

It was a hard cutter in, and I just tried to fight it off.

His command of both sides of the plate was ridiculous. He really has a nasty cutter, and he was using it well against righties and lefties. He's tough enough as it is, and tonight he was extra tough.

I just threw the barrel at it, tried to drive it. Fortunately for me I got lucky and it went out for me.

I won't try to describe the various ways I tried to get the cake plate back to her without being confronted with a request for my judgment of her cake. Suffice to say that her well-intentioned favor interfered with my own plans.