2008 MLB All-Star Game: I Am Billy Wagner's Lack of Concern For the Common Man

I would give myself paper cuts while running on hot coals and being raped by a baby kangaroo before enduring another game like the one on which I just wasted FIVE HOURS. Okay, maybe not the kangaroo part. But paper cuts and hot coals? Hell and yes. Every notable moment in this game was designed to frustrate me more than a priest at an elementary school. Curse my unexplainable need to watch games all the way to the bitter end. For those who were in favor of retaining their desire to live and didn't see the whole game, here's a rundown of the notable moments: