I haven’t written that headline in a few days. Still, the big news was about Ichiro, the newest Yankee.
I admit I’ve never been a fan of his. His accomplishments have been Hall-of-Fame amazing, no doubt about that, but I always viewed him through the prism of his odd mannerisms and tics, his hits and stolen bases and assists meaningful only to his personal biography, his cool relationship with some of his teammates and other Japanese players like Matsui a signal that he was a selfish player. So when the Yankees signed him yesterday, I was less than enthusiastic. Baffled, in fact. Did we really need yet another aging outfielder whose best years were in the past? Ichiro has been a shadow of his former self whenever we’ve played the Mariners – an easy out instead of the guy we could never get out. A has-been.
But a change of scenery has proven to be a tonic for Raul Ibanez and, to a lesser extent, Andruw Jones, and the Yanks didn’t give away the farm in the trade with the Mariners. So, as long as Ichiro understands his new role and his place as a member of a championship-caliber team as opposed to its star (and his comments suggest he does understand and is more than willing to help), I’ll try to get used to seeing him tugging on the sleeve with the pinstripes on it.
As for the game, it was such a treat to wake up and see the results. Kuroda dominated the hapless Mariners, and the hits came in the clutch for a change. Nice to see A-Rod having a good road trip. Tex too.
More wins, please.