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“It’s easy to say, oh yeah, we’ll dismiss that, let’s go get them tomorrow,” [Yankee reliever, Sean] Henn said. “But it’s a 5 1/2-hour flight to Seattle. It’s probably going to seem a lot longer than that.”
(N.Y. Post)

The Yanks got their bell rung yesterday afternoon to the tune of 14-2 at the Stadium. The less said about this one, the better.

Over at the Times, Joe Lapointe has an update on the new Yankee Stadium, while Manny Fernandez writes about Latin food at the current park.

Meanwhile, in a sad development, Frank Torre is back in intensive care:

“He’s not doing too well,” Joe Torre said. “The kidney was functioning, but it takes a hit when you have to have all those antibiotics. He was sort of in and out (yesterday) morning when I talked to him. But on aspects of the game (Wednesday) night, he had no problems, which was good.”
(N.Y. Daily News)

“He’s been on borrowed time for a lot of years,” Torre said yesterday, in the quiet of a virtually empty office. “When you’re a 75-year-old man, and you’re in the hospital, nothing’s ever a lay-up.”
(Vaccaro, N.Y. Post)

Our thoughts and best wishes go out to the Torre family.

Well, so much for my hunches. With the exception of one inning, Mike Mussina handled the Rangers last night for six frames, while Derek Jeter, batting in the three hole, led the offense with two hits and three RBI as the Yanks beat the Rangers, 6-2. Bobby Abreu had a resounding double to the left center field gap in the first, and Robinson Cano had an RBI ground out later in the inning, but both continue to struggle. The Yankee bullpen did not allow a run, and would you believe, the Bombers have reached the .500 mark, with a record of 16-16.

The highlight of the evening came when back-up catcher Will Nieves notched his first base hit of the season. Nieves hit the ball hard his first time up–a rocket ground ball to third; in the sixth, he lined a ball down the left field line and was so excited that he tried to stretch it into a double. He was thrown out easily and there were smiles all around in the Yankee dugout. Nobody seemed to enjoy it more than Derek Jeter, who looks as if he loves to bust chops.

“It’s like one of those things in Little League, where you just keep running until you get tagged out,” Jeter joked.
(N.Y. Post)

It was easy for the Yanks to laugh last night. The Bombers go for the sweep this afternoon with C.M. Wang on the mound. It’s overcast and humid in New York with thundershowers on the way. But hopefully, they’ll get the game in without a hitch.

It’s been a lovely, warm spring day in New York. Mike Mussina makes his second start since returning from injury tonight against Texas. He pitched well last week against the Rangers; let’s hope they haven’t figured him out (though my Spidey Sense says that the Rangers offense will do just fine). Jason Giambi is out with a bad foot and Jorge Posada has the night off, what with a day game tomorrow. Bobby Abreu is hitting second. No better time than the present for Robby Cano to keep working his way back into a groove, eh?

Let’s Go Yan-Kees!

The Yanks rolled over the Rangers last night, 8-2. Alex Rodriguez hit his first homer in a couple of weeks, Robinson Cano and Johnny Damon and Mr. Minky had some nice at bats, and it was a peaceful, easy night in the Bronx for the Bombers.

Meanwhile, Anthony McCarron has a good piece on Mariano Rivera in the Daily News this morning.

“It’s easy when everything goes fine,” Rivera said. “You show your true character when you struggle like this. I don’t know what people are thinking about me, but I know I feel the same way as I did last year and the year before. I feel real good, the velocity is there. It’s nothing I have lost, it just happens. If you are a closer, you’re going to blow saves and get saves. There’s no in between.

“I feel I’m being tested right now, my character, my faith, how I conduct myself. It’s different. But I love it. If God allows this test to be on me, hey, I’m willing to carry it. We are just starting; we’ll see where we finish.

“I’m going to battle,” Rivera continued. “I’m not going to sit down and start crying and wonder what happened. No, I’m not going to second-guess myself. I’m just going to do what I have to do. I believe I’ll finish strong.”

Yo go Mo, we’re behind you every step of the way.

Matt DeSalvo’s fine big league debut was spoiled as the Mariners rallied late to beat the Yankees, 3-2. Seattle earned a split of the four-game series. The Yankees must be kicking themselves for not winning the series–they practically gave away a game on Friday night, and then lost a tight-one on Monday.

DeSalvo went seven innings and allowed just three hits. With a 2-1 lead, Kyle Farnsworth retired the first two men in the eighth before giving up an infield single to Jose Vidro. Willie Bloomquist pinch-ran for Vidro and immediately took off for second. He was tagged out by several feet but called safe by umpire Gerry Davis (after the game, Davis admitted that he blew the call. “I didn’t miss the call,” he said, “I kicked the sh** out of it.”) Nobody on the Yankees argued. Then Bloomquist came around to score on Kenji Johjima’s bloop single to right.

“I’ll take it,” Bloomquist said. “On the play itself, I thought it was actually pretty close. But when I got a chance to see the replay … well, he called me safe, so I was safe. It’s a good thing there’s no instant replay in baseball.”
(Seattle P.I.)

In the ninth inning, Mariano Rivera struck out Richie Sexon on three pitches and got Jose Guillen to ground out to short before serving up a solo home run to Adrian Beltre. The pitch was up and over the plate–similar to the third strike that Sexon swung through–and Beltre hit a line drive that kept carrying. It didn’t seem as if it was going to go out of the park; I thought for sure it’d be a double. But it kept going. The replays showed Rivera watching the ball and then saying, “Nooooo’h my Gad!”

The Yankees could not score in the bottom of the inning despite putting the tying run on base. In all, it was a frustrating end to what was a promising night for DeSalvo. Nertz.

Matt DeSalvo makes his big league debut on a crisp spring evening in the Bronx as the Bombers look to take the series from Seattle. Miguel Batista gets the nod for the M’s. As usual, Pete Abe has the starting line-ups, plus the news the Kei Igawa has been demoted to the Land of Dunder-Mifflin.

Let’s Go Yan-Kees!

Hey, anything new going on? I was at the game yesterday and went to the bathroom during the seventh inning stretch and suddenly everyone was acting all nutty. What gives?

The Yankees played a quick yet contentious game against the Mariners yesterday, winning 5-0. Josh Phelps plowed over Seattle catcher Kenji Johjima–it looked like a needlessly aggresive play, and was later plunked at which points both teams were issued a warning. Then, with two out in the top of the seventh, Scott Proctor threw a pitch behind Yuniesky Betancourt, which caused tempers to flare, and bullpens to empty. It was much ado about nuthin but a fitting prelude to what happened next during the sevent inning stretch when Roger Clemens appeared with a microphone in the owner’s box. “Well, they came and got me out of Texas, and I can tell you it’s a privilege to be back,” said Clemens. “I’ll be talking to y’all soon!” Then a message on the scoreboard announced that Clemens was once again a Yankee. By the end of a long day of talking to the media, where it was disclosed that Clemens will earn a prorated contract worth $28 million, there was Clemens out in the Yankee bullpen, surrounded by Yankee coaches, pitching.

While it wasn’t exactly Old Timer’s Day in 1978–when Billy Martin, who had been fired five days earlier, was dramatically announced as the manager for 1980–it was certainly an unusual way to announce the return of Clemens. Then again, maybe it wasn’t so strange considering the team and the circumstances. Regardless, the return of Clemens upstaged a fine performance by Darrell Rasner and the Yankees who are now just one game under .500. Somehow, I didn’t hear many fans complaining.

The Yankees suffered their most humilating loss of the season last night against the Mariners at Yankee Stadium, 15-11. The offense scored five runs in the first, eleven runs total, and still lost by four. The trioka of Kei Igawa, Colter Bean and Luis Vizcaino were beyond bad, they were horsesh** awful. Bean and Vizcaino looked as if they were scared to pitch. Watching Vizcaino, who took for-ev-er between each pitch, was being like part of some horrible ring from Dante’s Inferno. It wasn’t even much fun for the Mariners. According to The Seattle Times:

“It’s like somebody sticking bamboo shoots under your fingernails,” Hargrove said. “It wasn’t even fun when we were ahead 15-8.”

With two rookie pitchers set to go in this series, Igawa could not get an out in the fifth inning. Absolutely unacceptable. But so it goes for the bonfire that is the Yankee pitching staff. Remember in the mid-90s when teams like the Indians and Mariners used to score a trillion runs but couldn’t get anyone out? That’s what the 2007 Yankees have become.

Of course, the Yanks did manage to bring the tying run to the plate in the ninth inning. But with the bases juiced, Seattle’s closer J.J. Putz got Johnny Damon to pop out and Derek Jeter to ground out to end the game. Damon tweaked his calf on his last swing and Jeter’s ground out officially put an end to his hitting streak.

For the most part, it’s tough for me to dislike Manny Ramirez too much. He’s too much of a flake for that. True, I find his constant homer-gazing obnoxious, particularly when he’s not hitting well, but that’s just Manny being Manny, right? The reason I mention Ramirez is because in case you guys missed it, make sure and check out Ben McGrath’s profile of Ramirez in The New Yorker. It’s a couple of weeks old but worth checking out.

Manny being Manny is an annoying phrase but I use it as much as the next dude. My question is, where did that tag start? It wasn’t with Ramirez. I found an article that Pat Jordan wrote about the Yankees in 1987 and he refered to “Rickey being Rickey.” Sounds ideally suited to Henderson. Wonder if that is where it all began…

Also, riding on Jon Weisman’s call, check out Bill Plaschke’s nice piece on one of the L.A. Dodgers’ former clubhouse guys.

The Yanks capped-off a nice day with a 5-2 win last night, as they swept a doubleheader in Texas. Mike Mussina looked sharp for five innings, good enough to earn his first win of the season. According to Tyler Kepner in the Times:

“I was hoping five innings is what I would be able to do,” said Mussina, who threw 49 strikes and only 15 balls. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have any really long innings, 25 pitches or so. I had better command than I expected, and I might have had a little better velocity than I expected the first time back.”

Kyle Farnsworth and Mariano Rivera pitched again, and while neither was as crisp as they had been in the afternoon, both managed to work around the rough spots. The Yanks have now won three straight. Godzilla and Alex Rodriguez each had a couple of hits, Derek Jeter had three, and Doug Mientkiewicz hit a two-run dinger.

In the Tell-Me-Something-I-Don’t-Know Department, rumor has it that Carl Pavano will need Tommy John surgery, which would fittingly keep him on the sidelines for the duration of his misbegotten contract with the Yankees.

The Yanks won a close one in the opener, 4-3. Pettitte wasn’t great but was certainly dogged. Giambi hit a bullet solo homer, though he made a bad running mistake late in the game. Farnsworth ended the eighth with a nasty slider; Mo was his old self in ninth. One thing that jumped out at me watching the post-game. They showed a slow-mo replay of the Yankee congrats-line at the end of the game. They followed Rivera along, dutifully giving dabs to each teammate, Jeter went by, some other guys, and then A Rod walked by and was very amped. He slapped Mo’s hands with authority. Mo got really amped up about it, it was cool to see. A Rod getting Mo juiced.

A very nice win for the Yanks. Now, the bats need to give Moose a whole lotta love in the night-cap. It’s poured since the end of Game One and jeez, the last thing Moose’s fincky ass needs is a wet field to come back to, but what can you do about it? Here’s to the Yanks getting the led out.

George Steinbrenner released a statement yesterday:

“The season is still very young, but up to now the results are clearly not acceptable to me or to Yankee fans. However, Brian Cashman our general manager, Joe Torre our manager and our players all believe that they will turn this around quickly. I believe in them. I am here to support them in any way to help them accomplish this turnaround. It is time to put excuses and talk away. It is time to see if people are ready to step up and accept their responsibilities. It is time for all of them to show me and the fans what they are made of. Let’s get going. Let’s go out and win and bring a world championship back to New York. That’s what I want.”

Julio Lugo lined Jeff Kartsen’s first pitch off the pitchers’ right leg yesterday bringing to mind the lyric, If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all. “You can’t print was going through my head and coming out of my mouth at the time that happened,” Yankee GM Brian Cashman said after the game (he also added, “0-7 feels like 0-14 in New York”). Kartsens threw five more pitches before giving up a single to Kevin Youkilis and was removed from the game. Turns out the kid has a fractured fibula.

So with no out and two runners on in the first, Kei Igawa entered to face David Ortiz. Not a promising site for the Yankees. But Igawa got Cookie Monster to hit into a double play and pitched into the seventh inning without allowing a run. Brian Bruney, Kyle Karnsworth and Mariano Rivera held the Sox to just one run the rest of the way as the Yanks pulled out tense, hard-earned 3-1 win. Bruney was excellent, Farnsworth not so much. He struck out Manny Ramirez looking, throwing nothing but sliders for strikes. Manny didn’t even take the bat off his shoulder. When is the last time you saw that? Coco Crisp was called out on strikes to end the eighth inning. He angrily threw his bat and helmet to the ground and was promptly tossed. Though home plate ump Bruce Froemming called wide strikes equally for both teams, it was hard to blame Crisp for being vexed. He didn’t have a chance to do anything with those “strikes.”

Jason Varitek got his third hit off of Mariano Rivera this season to start the ninth. But Rivera was helped out by a slick bare-handed play by Alex Rodriguez and held on for the save. After the game, Cliff e-mailed me, “Was that the tensest 9th inning you can remember in a long time or is it me?” He added that the win was “Huge in like 900 ways.”

Jorge Posada’s two-run homer proved to be the difference. If the Yanks can pull out a win today, it will be a huge relief for New York. If they lose, we’re back to fret-con-one.

The Yankee offense did a decent job against D. Matsuzaka for the second time in a week, but Boston’s bullpen was excellent and New York’s pitching was absolute horses*** as the Red Sox rolled 11-4. Andy Pettitte was lousy and, adding insult to injury, Mariano Rivera was even worse. That makes it seven losses in a row for the Yanks. I guess it can get worse.

I know Steinbrenner isn’t what he once was, but if this keeps up, would anyone really be suprised if heads roll?

You can see why people are so high on Phil Hughes. He has a nice fastball–imagine that, a Yankee starter with the ability to throw a fastball past a hitter?!–a good curve and is unafraid to throw a change-up too (at one point early in the game he threw three straight change-ups). He fell behind too many hitters, and Alex Rios and Vernon Wells hit the ball hard off him in the first inning (Frank Thomas also connected for an RBI single; Hughes made a good pitch against him, fastball on the outside corner, but The Big Hurt showed why he’s a Hall of Fame hitter by slapping it into right). Hughes was just adequate last night, giving up four runs in less than five innings, but he’s certainly more promising than the likes of Kei Igawa, the Bombers’ new mop-up man in the bullpen.

“I certainly wasn’t disappointed,” Torre said. “I didn’t think he was out of his league, by any stretch of the imagination.”

…”The big thing I saw was even when he was down, he kept coming,” catcher Jorge Posada said. “That’s the sign of a good pitcher. I was really happy.”
(Tyler Kepner, N.Y. Times)

Unfortunately for the Yanks, Toronto’s answer to Nuke Laloosh, A.J. Burnett, was in fine form, pitching seven shut-out innings. The Bombers managed only four hits all night and lost their sixth straight game. Final score: Jays 6, Yanks 0.

How could Yankee fans be anything but glum watching the game last night? Oy and veh. The most exciting moment offensively came when Alex Rodriguez hit a ball to the warning track in dead center. It sounded great but came up just short. I did notice late in the game, both Johnny Damon and Alex Rodriguez smiling, so it doesn’t appear as if the players are too tight yet. After the game, however, Damon told reporters:

“There’s going to be panic soon, if the winning doesn’t start,” Johnny Damon said, although he quickly backtracked after realizing how that honesty came across. “We’re not panicking, but we need to get on track soon. It doesn’t matter who we get back on track with, we just need to start winning games sometime.”
(Peter Botte, N.Y. Daily News)

I think the Yanks will turn it around shortly. Surely, it can’t get much worse, can it? I’m more frustrated than panicked. It is dark and rainy in New York this morning with thundershowers in the forecast for much of the day. It is also supposed to rain tomorrow. I wonder how many games the Yanks and Sox will get in?

Ballard’s piece on Bobby V isn’t the only reason to check out SI this week. Tom Verducci deconstructs Alex Rodriguez’s hitting. Verducci gets the skinny from the Yankees hitting coach, Kevin Long, who “identified three major flaw” with Rodriguez’s 2006 swing:

• Rodriguez would sometimes drag his back foot forward rather than leave it in place as he began his swing, which decreased his leverage.

• He would let his hands drift too far from his body during the swing, making it longer and “looser.”

• His front leg kick, a trigger mechanism, had become grossly exaggerated. Rodriguez would sometimes lift his left knee as high as his waist, then step toward the pitcher with that leg — a maneuver that would cause him to bring his front foot down late and violently, which created a tightness and imbalance in his swing.

“His leg kick was getting to a point where it wasn’t getting down on time,” Long says. “Your front foot has to land when the ball is about halfway to the plate. His was coming down much later than that. When that happens, you have to catch up a lot. You rush, and your body tends to drift [toward the pitcher].”

Long drastically cut the height of Rodriguez’s leg kick and virtually eliminated the stride, instructing him to simply move his left foot up and down, not toward the pitcher. Now Rodriguez’s left foot lands much softer and earlier, which gets him into a loaded, better-balanced position to hit. The changes also eliminated his drift and allowed him to keep his hands in tighter to his body, improving his core rotation. Think of a spinning figure skater: The closer the hands are to the body and the more stable the axis, the faster the skater spins. For Rodriguez, a faster, tighter spin has created better bat speed and power.

Rodriguez grooved his rebuilt swing through the winter to hit balls on a line into the back of the cage’s net, an approach that de-emphasized lift and the temptation to pull the ball. Whereas Rodriguez actually fretted last season about how many home runs he hit in batting practice, Long has encouraged Rodriguez to maintain his line-drive approach in batting practice this year. Indeed, A-Rod did not hit one batting practice home run on Friday at cozy Fenway Park.

Over at The Baseball Analysts, Jeff Albert has a great take on Rodriguez’s April, complete with images. Albert concludes:

While I am not so sure A-Rod will top 120 HR this season, I don’t feel that this is simply a hot streak. What we are seeing is a great player making great adjustments and setting himself up for a great year.

Our good pal Jay Jaffe also tackles Rodriguez’s hot start over at BP and The New York Sun.

Meanwhile, Jon Heyman has the latest on The Boss and the boys at River Ave. Blues tell us everything we need to know about Phillip Hughes (but were afraid to ask).

In the late 70s my father had a brief stint as a production manager for SNL. I remember him going to the Mets spring training camp (where they filmed the “Baseball been berry, berry good to me,” sketch). When he returned, I peppered him with questions about who his favorite players were and was disappointed when he answered, “Bobby Valentine.” Who? Bobby Valentine was a scrub. But years later, I understood perfectly well why Valentine appealed to my father. Bobby V is smart, articulate, charming, and just a tad egotistical (plus, he’s generally convinced that he’s Right about most things). Valentine has made it and he’s done it His way, my dad’s kind of guy. Even when I find him abrasive, I never really dislike Valentine, probably because he reminds me of my old man. And I just find him very amusing.

There is an entertaining (and lengthy) piece on Bobby V this week in SI by Chris Ballard. Check it out.

Andy Pettitte was scheduled to pitch last night, but after the game was warshed-out, he’s being pushed to Friday, when Boston comes to town for a weekend series. Which means Phillip Hughes will start tonight as previously planned. After Chase Wright’s poor outing at Fenway last weekend, the Yankees are intent on keeping the pressure off Hughes, who’ll be plenty anxious anyhow, as he makes his big league debut (Cliff will be at the game tonight and hopefully will have some flicks for us to check out in the a.m.).

“I don’t know how he’s going to handle it,” catcher Jorge Posada said. “We all hope he is going to handle it well. He’s very smart. He understands what’s going on. The last two spring trainings he carried himself real well so we’re looking forward to it.”

…”I feel like I’ve really come a long way in just a few starts,” Hughes said, “especially that last start that I had went real well.”

That last start was against Syracuse, Toronto’s triple-A team. Blue Jays manager John Gibbons said they’ll learn what they can from the Chiefs but they expect Hughes to pitch well.

“He’s thought very highly of,” Gibbons said. “Arguably, they say the best pitcher in the minor leagues. So we know he’ll be bringing it pretty good.”
Jay Cohen, Toronto Sun,

A.J. Burnett, who can be awfully tough to handle when he’s on will start for the Jays.

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Greetings from the Bahamas, my peoples.

So Em and I got hitched yesterday and it all went swimmingly. We are staying at a resort by the water and were all set-up to have our ceremony, just the two of us, on a pier over-looking the ocean. 1:30 p.m. was our launch time. Em went off to get her hair and make-up done just after 11:00 while I stayed in our room and finished ironing my shirt and getting myself prepped. And yo, wouldn’t you know it, but by 11:30 the skies opened-up and it started to rain like mad. And it didn’t stop.

I turned on the Weather Channel, and kept going out onto our terrace to look at the sky. Gray and raining, the palm trees rustling in the wind. Man, I was bugging thinking about Emily bugging (and she, in turn, was bugging about me bugging about her bugging). We came all the way down here to Paradise and it’s freakin’ raining, you’ve got to be kidding me. But then I thought of my cousin Eric who would have embraced the rain, the sense that Mother Nature was doing her thing, and it was all good, and that calmed me some. Then I thought, “Hey, I’m totally happy, I look great, and I’m marrying the love of my life, screw the weather.”

The rain tapered off some by a quarter to one when Em called. She sounded calm. I asked if we were going to change the location to inside and she said “No, not yet.” I went off to meet the minister, A. Dewitt Hutcherson, a tall-strapping man who looked vaguely like Michael Irvin. We were going to be the 9,796th wedding he’d performed in his career.

The rain had stopped and the humidity hit with the quickness. As we walked to the pier, believe it or not, the sun came out. Ten minutes later, my bride joined us, and it was completely sunny. The ceremony was short and sweet and lovely. We took pictures for a long while against the brilliant blue-green backdrop of the ocean and we were very happy.

Then, after eating the cake and drinking some champagne, we finally got back to our room. Em went to the bathroom to fix herself up and I quickly checked the ESPN ticker for the score of the game (incorrigible, I know, but come on, I had to distract myself for a minute). Yanks were down 6-2. Oh, well, I thought. No big deal.

We then consumated our love for each other while the Bombers roared back in the ninth. When we checked the scores later and saw that the Yanks had won, we couldn’t believe what we were seeing. They didn’t have any details, but when caught the highlights on Sportscenter, and…holy my god! Talk about Kismet. That was the icing on the gravy to what was already an amazing day. All those two-out, bottom of the ninth hits? Man, I was nervous just watching the clips. And our boy Alex Rodriguez hitting another huge home run? Dag, man, what a wonderful thing.

I realize that the Boston series is a thing onto itself (hopefully, the Yanks can take one out of three), but no matter what transpires this weekend, Em and I will always have the memory of A Rod coming through on the most meaningful day of our lives. It’s a small thing, but a beautiful thing.

Hope everyone is doing well. I’ll get atcha when I return next week.

Jason Giambi’s bat has been ice cold, and he was 0-5 last night when he hit a solo home run in the top of the 13th inning last night to help boost the Yankees to a 4-3 win over the A’s. Alex Rodriguez hit his seventh homer of the year, Jorge Posada had a huge pinch-hit double, and Robinson Cano banged out three hits.There was more sloppy fielding for the Yanks–four errors in all, two more by Derek Jeter–but the bullpen was outstanding. Starter Darrell Rasner allowed three runs in the first and then settled down. He was relieved in sixth and the Yankee bullpen, seven pitchers in all, allowed zero runs on just two hits. At this rate, it’s a good thing that the Bombers have some off-days, because the pen sure is getting its work in.

I watched most of the last two games in Oakland, stayed up as long as I could before my eyes just couldn’t stay open any longer. Dude, I’m a lightweight. Not that I’ve got anything on my mind. I’m only getting hitched.

Em and I are leaving tomorrow for the Bahamas, where we’ll be spending the next week enjoying our Marrymoon. We’re actually getting married on the beach, just the two of us, no family, no friends (“No Roger, No Re-Run, No Rent”), just a minister, a photographer and us, this coming Thursday afternoon at 1:30. The Yankees and Indians should be in the second inning, weather-provided, so raise a cup to us at some pernt during the game. I won’t be rushing to check the score–which is why we’re getting married in the spring and not the fall–but will check in on the Banter periodically.

Cliff and company will be holding it down around these parts, as the Yanks host the Tribe and then take on the Red Sox for the first time this year. You’re in good hands, as the old commerical used to go.

Hey, how about a nice send off from the Yankees today as Andy Pettitte goes against Oakland’s ace, Rich Harden.