Here's what Guillen, as stable a rock of a man as ever there was, had to say:
"If he wants to take care of his problem, the clubhouses are pretty close," Guillen said. "He can just send one of the batboys to come get me outside, and then we'll take care of this as a man"He lost us on that last part. But here's what things looked like from the skybox:
And so it goes. Speaking of which, RIP Kurt Vonnegut.