I’m such a hypocrite. In last night’s post I was all mad at A-Rod, but today I’m being nice to him. Totally two-faced of me.
I was skeptical that he could miraculously appear in his first game in awhile and pick up where he left off. I figured his timing would be screwed up, not to mention that his thumb would affect his swing. Wrong. That three-run homer lifted the offense up after Colon’s miserable start, and the Yanks were right back in it.
Great to see Granderson’s bat come alive too. I do love those evil homers.
Excellent job by the pen, holding the one-run lead. Kudos to Laffey (gulp – did I really compliment him?) and to Proctor (ditto), and to Soriano (such a strikeout machine lately) and, above all, to Mo.
#601. One more save to go and he’ll be the all-time leader – forevah! Can’t wait to see if he’s as nonchalant when he gets #602 as he was today or if he’ll allow himself a little more self-congratulation. It’ll be cool to see Mrs. Mo and the Junior Mo’s come onto the field to celebrate with him. I think it’s cute that he brought them to Toronto just in case.