Am I ever happy the Yankees got out of
Dodge Seattle alive. The Mariners pitchers were treating our boys like it was target practice with all the brush-backs and plunkings. Watching Jeter get nailed in the upper thigh/lower butt was the last straw for me. Grrrr.
Today’s game was a tough one to sit through for lots of reasons. Nova kept walking people and our hitters kept leaving men on base and everybody looked sort of listless – until the eighth inning. Then the fun began.
With the bases loaded, who played the hero? None other than Jayson Nix, the journeyman. (“Nixy,” as Girardi calls him, actually smiled during the post-game interview – a rarity.) It was thrilling to see the bases clear after innings of nothingness, and Martin’s contribution to bring Nix home provided nice insurance.
Excellent work by the relievers, especially Phelps, who is really proving his worth to this team.
I still think Cashman should get a third baseman because Chavez needs to be wrapped in this.
But in the meantime, the rest of the guys need to start mashing the ball, pure and simple. The off-day will give them a chance to get over their jet lag and with any luck they’ll be up for the games against the Red Sox and the O’s. I mean really up for them.