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In 2013, retired Major League Baseball pitcher,
Dan Serafini, opened up The Bullpen Bar.
I started playing professional baseball when I was 18.
I've played with about 13 teams in the United States
and then I played four years in Japan.
Pretty much a kid's dream.
Desperate for a new career after losing his $14 million fortune
through a series of bad investments
and a bitter divorce settlement,
Dan convinced his parents to take out a $240,000 loan
against their house to buy a bar.
When I first opened the bar, it was unbelievable.
We were packed every night.
Doing about $45 or $50,000 a month in sales.
It was awesome.
Sam, Pam, how are you?
To handle the high volume of customers, Dan hired
trusted family friends Wynter and Tara
who also lived with Dan and his wife.
We kind of come as a package deal.
We live together. We work together.
Together: Finish each other's sentences.
Whoops.
Riding high off his early success, Dan stepped away
from running the bar's day-to-day operations
to devote more time to his new wife, Erin.
When Dan started not showing up as much,
the girls got rowdier and Dan let things go a little bit.
I've been drinking all day,
but I'm so ready to bartend.
Whoo!
It's like one big party.
Like, every day, we get to party with the customers.
Or we get to drink with the customers.
As the staff continued to party,
Dan saw his profits dwindle
and now finds himself $300,000 in debt.
I don't think my staff respects me at all as a boss.
( laughing )
It's been a really difficult transition
from baseball to being a bar owner.
I would drop this bar in a heartbeat
if I could go back at playing baseball.
You guys are a mess.
Settle, 'cause you got to work tonight.
And they just annoy me so bad.
I go from being super nice to snapping.
Stop!
(Bleep).
It's really hard to see Dan struggle.
His personality has definitely changed. I miss my old husband.
On the verge of losing his bar, his house
and his parents' house,
Dan is down to his final out.
So he's agreed to pull back the doors, bust open the books
and make a call for relief to Bar Rescue.
My parents, they were so proud of me
at one time for being a successful baseball player
and now I'm just thinking
what a disappointment I am to everybody.