After the old win one, lose one, here we are, Sunday night, and Chris Sale stands in the way of the Yanks winning the series. A split is the difference between trailing Boston by 3.5 or 5.5. So yeah, it’s a big deal, far as these things go. Chris Sale, oy.
Again, the Yanks turn to Luis Severino to step up.
C’mon, kid.
Go get them, guys!
Never mind the nerves:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
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A 6-1 lead turned into homina-homina-homina in the 9th inning when Dellin Betances was wobbly as Hell. C.C. pitched well and then threw a snit after the game. Touchy-touchy, Big Fella:
“It’s not that it’s out of bounds, I guess,” Sabathia said. “That’s just me. It doesn’t matter who is bunting or who I’m playing. I get pissed when people bunt, period. You’re going to get a reaction out of me. Everybody knows that. And they got the reaction. We could be playing a Little League game. If my son bunts on me, I’m going to cuss him out. That’s just me. So it is what it is. I’ve always been like that. This is nothing new, and I think a lot of people know that.”
Gary Sanchez homered and Greg Bird had a big knock, and the Yanks hung on for a big 6-2 win.
More tonight. It is bright and cool—playoff weather a month early.
Sonny Gray on the bump.
Never mind the standings:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
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