 Yankees down one run in the bottom of the eighth inning. This one is brought to you by Roman, bottom eighth, one, two count to Judge, and that pitch is called strike three. Judge doesn't like it. But what are we doing? Boone doesn't like it. This is a big storyline for Judge and the Yankees. Most calls out of the zone this season, most since he debuted or really came in reserve every day player in 2017. That one's borderline kind of at that front knee, but yeah, they're sick of these calls going against Judge and Boone's going to let him know. And he says, he's laughing at your ass. He's laughing. They're laughing at you, that's how bad you are. Takes his gum out, decides on it, puts it back in. He's going to keep chewing that. Next pitch is to Rizzo and same thing. Says, just keep calling it. Hey, let's just continue this. Yeah, that's fun. He's like, he was laughing at me? Vasquez was laughing at me? What? Boone blows a bubble and then, oh wow, sexy as all, get out. Practice swing like a man, no gloves, mustache, little, oh, little foot wiggle, back leg wiggle, lots of wiggling, grounding himself. Getting set, they're getting set, comes to stiff. Still, throw it in there kid, let me hit it. That's low, call to strike. Carp's like, nah, nah, no way. It's not too late. It's not too late. You're out of here. It's not too late. So he's telling him it's not too late to make the adjustment, change his zone, start calling those strikes. The game is still going. It's not too late. It's not too late. The strikes, just because you keep calling them, they're fucking balls. Rizzo's is a ball. The low pitch on judge is a ball. This is a fucking ball. He's laughing at your fucking ass. Really throwing Vasquez under the bus, he's standing right there like, hey, be cool, Booney. Be cool. He doesn't know I was laughing at him. Okay, it's not too late. Really letting him know. It's not too fucking late. Come on, Booney. Come on, nothing. It's not too fucking late. There's a whole lot of game left. There's time to get better. Come on. The balls are down. I don't give two fucks about the fucking buffer zone. What's the buffer zone, you ask? Well, the MLB umpires have a two inch buffer zone on either sides of the plate up and down where they don't get penalized for getting calls wrong in those areas. Umpire says, all right, now let's go, okay? It's not too late. It's not too late. It's not too late. That's all I'm saying. I promise you, those are down, okay? They're fucking down. They're fucking down. It's not too late. That kid's asleep. Too late for that kid to be out of the game. And Booney, oh, he's chucking his gum. Finally finished it. Thought about it earlier. Umpire takes a peek. He wants to see a gum throw. Who doesn't? Turns to the catcher. He's like, hey man, were you laughing at me? He says, no, no, no, he made that shit up. Yeah, I knew it. Boone, he's not laughing at me. If you wanna make sure people aren't laughing at you for prematurely ejaculating, you gotta go to getroman.com slash Johnboy and get yourself some Roman swipes. It's not too late. They're clinically proven to help you in bed. Getroman.com slash Johnboy, it's not too late.