It's been a masterclass in the idiom close but no cigar. Winn was baking a cake that would make Paul Hollywood smirk with delight, but put baking soda in the icing instead of powdered sugar; the dessert was 95% perfect, but 0% edible.
Winn had demons to exorcise on Wednesday as the Giants took to South Beach's finest baseball establishment at a prime mimosa-drinking hour. It seems like he's pretty good at it.
It wouldn't be accurate to label Winn's outing as dominant, because it was one of those performances that sneaks up on you rather than yelling in your face.
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