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Matt Cain was scratched because of a sandwich-related injury

Matt Cain didn’t start for the Giants on Tuesday night, and people immediately began freaking out when Yusmeiro Petit took the mound at AT&T Park. Initial word began to trickle in that Cain was scratched because of a cut on his finger as opposed to any arm problems, which is a good thing. Petit also pitched well for the Giants in their 6-0 win over the Padres, which is also a good thing. But what isn’t a good thing is the cause of Cain’s cut finger.

He injured himself while making a sandwich. Here are the details via MLB.com’s Rick Eymer.

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Giants pitcher Matt Cain was scratched from Tuesday night’s start against the San Diego Padres after cutting his right index finger with a knife in the clubhouse kitchen at AT&T Park.

The mishap occurred just prior to pregame batting practice. No stitches were required and Cain tried to throw afterward, but the wound kept reopening so the Giants turned to long reliever Yusmeiro Petit

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Cain said he was cutting a sandwich when the knife fell and he grabbed at it before it hit the floor. He jokingly tried to blame the injury on left-hander Jeremy Affeldt, who sustained his own knife-cutting incident a few years ago.

“He had a lot of fun with it,” Cain said. “Considering how much I let him have it, it’s my turn to feel like an idiot.”

Affeldt said Cain “should feel like that. He made fun of me for three years.”

Oh, Matt. You’re a great pitcher and all, but this one is going to go down on the annual list of “stupid baseball injuries”. At least his knife-related injury was less serious than Andrew Cashner’s (who lacerated a tendon in his thumb while cutting a deer carcass) or Adam Eaton’s (who stabbed himself in the stomach while opening a DVD). But man, missing a start because you cut yourself trying to make a sandwich…that’s not a good look.

[MLB.com]

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