And so, of course, is the spectacle of A.J. darting onto the field with a towel full of this.
It’s been awhile since we’ve scored in the late innings (as ladyjane has astutely pointed out on this blog), but tonight’s win against the O’s showed there’s life in the bats in extras.
- Those catches by Granderson and Swisher. Sweeeet.
- A-Rod getting our first hit on a night that was starting to look bleak.
- Colon’s innings that kept the O’s from running away with it.
- Joba’s tag of Pie at the plate and his excellent work on the mound.
- Mo. Enough said.
- Posada’s homer that gave us a chance to come back.
- Swisher’s sac fly that earned him the messy face.
As much as I love 10-run blowouts, this was an extremely satisfying game to win. The Yankees hung in there, despite another disappointing (I’m being kind) performance by Hughes, and scored when they needed to.
Before I leave the subject of Hughes, Kaye and Leiter discussed what the Yanks might do to get him back on track – from sending him to the minors to putting him in the pen. Neither option seems viable. I think the Yanks will let him continue to take his turn and keep working with Rothschild and see what happens.
Meanwhile, Feliciano. Seriously. The guy pitches his arm off for the Mets and we won’t see a second of him this year. Did he catch the Damaso Marte Bug? The Nick Johnson Bug? The Carl Pavano Bug?
P.S. Jeter got another hit, so we’re at #2936 for you contest entrants. Somebody’s gonna win that book soon.