My cat Moe Green was sitting on the window sill in my office this afternoon when a gust of wind knocked his ass down. I heard him land and looked up to see him on the floor looking back over his shoulder at the window, slunk down low. I sat up to see if a bird had gotten to close to the window but this was no bird. Just the wind.
A few hours later, I walked up to Johnson Avenue where I saw parts of two big trees on the sidewalk–a huge branch was hanging on the telephone line above. Police barrier outside of the Hunan Balcony. I walked home with my groceries and heard a rumbling like the wheels on a skateboard. But it was a cluster of trees just behind me, thrashing.
It was some serious wind, man. And Moms Nature was ‘spressin her own bad ass self from Philadelphia to Boston this afternoon. The Mets won in extra innings again today against the Giants at Citifield and the sharp late afternoon light and shadows covered the field. In Philly, the shadows were just as daunting a short while later. I know about the Phillies because Fox cut to their game when the Yanks and Sox were delayed with two outs in fourth inning, Yanks up 6-3. CC Sabathia was on the mound pitching to his old catcher Victor Martinez. CC was in his rhythm, not rushing, and didn’t anticipate how quickly the storm was going to hit. But it went from no rain to downpour within thirty seconds.
Cut to the Braves-Phils, and start grinding your teeth.
I started the afternoon off irritated which is usually the safest way to start a Fox Saturday broadcast with Joe Buck and Tim McCarver. Because no matter what, the mood will only darken and then fester. Buck and T Mac are especially tough to stomach when they cover the Yanks and Sox, whose games are exhausting to begin with. And if the Yanks are losing? At Fenway? Forget it. Makes for a long day’s journey into night. Heck, even when they win it’s a beating.
Saturday’s game was filled with weirdness of all sorts, some of it costly. First, there was CC getting snubbed for a chance at a win with the rain delay. Yanks had a 2-0 lead when CC gave up a solo homer to Darnell McDonald. Then with two outs, CC drilled Dustin Pedroia in the ass. Payback for last night. Martinez followed, worked the count full and then tied the game with a bomb over the green monster. But…Francisco Cervelli had three big hits driving in five, go figure that
When the game resumed after the delay, Alfredo Aceves pulled up lame and had to leave the game (he pitched long enough to get the win). The next inning, Red Sox reliever Ramon Ramirez gave up a solo home run to Mark Teixeira (his second of the game) and then threw a pitch to Alex Rodriguez and then left the game with an injury.
It started raining again close to eight o’clock. The crowd thinned out, small enough so that you could hear individual voices and chants. “Ster-oids, ster-oids” accompanied Rodriguez in his final at bat, a walk (he was 2-2 with 3 walks on the day). “Let’s Go Yan-Kees,” “Let’s go Red Sox.” The Yanks poured it on late, drawing walks, stinging the ball, tacking on runs, the rain coming down, big drops popping near the microphones in the broadcast booth, no joy in Mudville but for the storm troopers in the New York uniforms.
To cap it off, left fielder Jonathan Van Every pitched the ninth for the Sox. Derek Jeter led off pounding a bp fastball off the center field wall for a double. Van Every struck Brett Gardner out looking and serves Gardner right for looking at that pitch. Teixeira mashed his third dinger over the monster to make it 14-3. And that’s your final.
Weird, wild and we’ll take it. Three homers. Not bad, Teix. That’s six straight for the Yanks and another series win.
Rays finally lost today which puts the Yanks only a half-game out of first.
Saturday Night’s all right…
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