I didn’t even hesitate when I made the date to have dinner with a friend instead of staying home to watch the Yankees. Cafe Luna is a cute little place in the nearby town of Summerland, and it has a lot of charm – something this team doesn’t have at the moment. When I got home and read about their second loss in a row to the lowly White Sox, I felt sad. They’re sinking fast and there doesn’t seem to be any way to stop the drowning.
Again, the pitching was good enough and Kuroda always deserves more runs than he gets. But this team just doesn’t score unless the planets are perfectly aligned or something. Cashman can say he’s looking around for upgrades, but it would take a kid like Puig to turn things around.
As for me, I had a lovely time sipping wine and scarfing down grilled chicken with tomatoes and garlic. Yum.