The Yanks avoided getting swept with a win last night. Is it enough for them to come to their senses and realize they should still be sellers no matter what? With the conflicting egos in charge one never knows…
The Yanks avoided getting swept with a win last night. Is it enough for them to come to their senses and realize they should still be sellers no matter what? With the conflicting egos in charge one never knows…
Yanks got the snot kicked out of them last night.
Mebbe today’ll be better.
Never mind the announcers—wait, it’s Coney with some kid, oh goody:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Yanks won a close one last night, and so why not more? I know the Indians are good and all…
Never mind the tom toms:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Uh ass whopping, that’s what it was. Nice blowout for the Yanks last night in Chicago—20 hit-9-run shutout.
Tonight gives Big Mike the Big Question Mark.
Give it to ‘em, Big Fella.
Never mind the heat index:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Well, that was a ton of fun last night, right? A big come-from-behind win. Homers in the 9th, John Sterling extra excitable. And why not? There might not be many of these this season. For one night, our guys gave us a reason to smile—9 to 7 was the final. Then, this afternoon, another walk-off—on a passed ball of all things—and more funski with a 2-1, win. Pineda was great and the Big Three were tough, tough, tough.
Bombers head out to…San Deigo tonight…because baseball is weird. Okay, so the Padres. Whatever.
Never mind the sunshine:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Well, that didn’t work. C.C. didn’t deserve the result, he was a pro.
Yanks try to avoid the sweep tonight. Tanaka Time.
Never mind the late night airplane ride:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Kick somebody in the ass instead.
In this case maybe how about the Rangers.
Never mind the hangover:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
[Picture by Andre Franquin]
Aroldis Chapman did not throw strikes to the first hitter he faced in the top of the 9th inning last night. He walked him with the Yanks ahead by a run. Why? Well, because it was raining cats and dogs, right? Sure enough it had been raining steadily for over an hour but now the rain intensified and the Yankees’ stud closer could not land properly or get a grip on the ball or something.
Joe Girardi came out to talk to the umpires. The men in blue huddled together, made a signal, and out came the tarp.
Off I went to sleep only to read the comic details this morning.
Had a feeling it was going to go down like that.
Final Score: Rangers 9, Yanks 6.
[Photo Credit: Brad Penner/USA TODAY]
Well, say what you want about this team—and there isn’t all that much to say—at least those three guys in the bullpen are tough, tough, tough. They nailed down a 2-1 win yesterday and that’s how it rolls for the Bombers this year. I don’t know about you, but I hope the Yanks move all the pieces they can—Miller, Beltran, Chapman—if they get the chance. Sell high, you guys.
More this afternoon. Hot, hot, hot in the Bronx. Yanks looking to Nathan Eovaldi to pitch deep into the game.
Never mind the cold compress:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Picture by Bags
It’s a good number for me—I lived on 103rd Street when I was little—and it’s a good on the radar gun, especially when Mr. Chapman is on the hill. The dude was throwing vapor last night as the Yanks beat the Twins, 5-3.
Ridiculously beautiful day here in the Bronx. Nice afternoon for some ball.
Never mind the suntan lotion:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Hey you guys. Sorry I haven’t been around. Busy, busy and will catch you up with links shortly and more of a Hi-Howarya. Really nice comeback win the other day, right?
In the meantime, it’s summerishly lovely in New York as the Yanks host the Twinkies.
Never mind the distractions:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
The Yanks scored seven runs in the final three innings yesterday, survived a shaky performance by Aroldis Chapman and hung on for a 7-6 win.
Happy Father’s Day to you all.
Never mind the neckties:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!