My final year in Major League Baseball was a complete disaster after the first 20 games. I couldn't miss a bat, get anyone out, or even clear my head out there. The combination of a new team and new rules took me to a dark place that eventually led me to step away for a while and that turned out to be one of the best baseball decisions I ever made. This is the story of how I turned one of my worst seasons into my best by taking a step back, looking around the league, and stealing the things that were working for those pitchers most like me.
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