Dig this piece at by Jeff Sullivan at SB Nation on the infuriating Jose Molina.

[Photo Credit: Rob Carr/Getty Images; David Goldman/AP]

Yeah, man, the Blue Jays demolished Hiroki Kuroda and the Yanks tonight by the tune of 8-1. It’s always amazed me how fly balls lift off in Toronto. The Jays hit four home runs and Kyle Drabek stifled the all-or-nothing Yankee offense. Yo, anyone else ready to seriously dislike the Jays? I am. Just something about the looks of the guys on the team. I don’t like ’em at all.

This is a night we will not remember unless Robbie Cano’s 300th career double means anything to you (Cano did make a slick unassisted double play in ninth; he fielded a ground ball as he sprinted to second base, touched the bag and still running toward the Yankee dugout made the throw to get the runner at first. Poetry in motion.).

This one is already starting to vanish, tomorrow night can’t come soon enough and that’s the beauty of baseball–they do it every day. Sure, there is plenty of kvetch about (I get it, Phil Hughes starting isn’t inspiring you with confidence). I know, the Yanks have had a “m’eh” season so far. But soon enough there will be reason to cheer.

Count on it, True Believers.

[Images via: Comic Book Artwork, Trash is Free]

Yanks play the Blue Jays for the first time this year. They’ll play two games up in Toronto.

Meanwhile, Marc Carig writes that the Yanks have enough pieces in the bullpen to get to Soriano in the 9th.

Curtis Granderson CF
Nick Swisher RF
Robinson Cano 2B
Alex Rodriguez 3B
Mark Teixeira 1B
Raul Ibanez LF
Eric Chavez DH
Russell Martin C
Jayson Nix SS

Jetes the the night off.

Never mind the tantrums: Let’s Go Yank-ees!

[Featured Image via Personal Message; photograph by Bags]

From The Atlantic, via Kotke a short film by Sarah Klein and Tom Mason.

[Featured Image via ICG Magazine]

There were fewer than 1,500 fans in the Stadium as the Yankees snapped their five-game losing streak, beating the White Sox, 6-5. Those who were there saw DiMaggio hit a momentous homerun in the third inning, a colossal blast which cleared the bullpen in leftfield before landing far up into the bleachers. It was said at the time that the only other right hander to hit a ball that far in Yankee Stadium was Detroit’s Hank Greenberg. The Yankees came to bat in the bottom of the ninth down by a run when DiMaggio smashed a triple to dead center, keying a two-run rally that would earn his team a much-needed win. Two down, fifty-four to go.

Dock Ellis is back in amination.

Seventy-one years ago Tuesday, Joe DiMaggio began his historic fifty-six game hitting streak, a feat which likely will never be matched. To commemorate this achievement, we’ve decided to track Joe D day-by-day and game-by-game over the next two months, which promises to be fun. Here’s the first installment…

As the Yankees arrived in the middle of May, both the team and its twenty-six year old center fielder were in the midst of terrible slumps. DiMaggio came into the afternoon’s game against the White Sox hitting a respectable .306, but he had seen his average drop more than 200 points in the previous three weeks following a torrid start to the season. The Yankees started the day 5 1/2 games behind the first place Cleveland Indians, and they lost that day to Chicago, 13-1. DiMaggio’s 1 for 4 effort at the plate actually lowered his batting average to .304, and so it appeared that both slumps were continuing. While it’s likely that few would’ve expected the team’s struggles to continue, it’s certain that no one had any idea where DiMaggio’s first inning single would eventually lead.

The Yankees lost to the Orioles 5-2 tonight in a game so dull and unremarkable that I’m worried I might lapse and accidentally recap the drama at Manchester City on Sunday instead. The Yankees had a chance to sweep a two-game set with the division leading Orioles and with CC Sabathia on the hill and in form of late, what could go wrong?

Wei-Yin Chen. I don’t know if he’s really any good, but he’s pitching pretty well and the Orioles have now won six of his seven starts. CC wasn’t good on a night when he had to be. Adam Jones really smacked one out of the park in the second, and CC let up three doubles, but he could have survived if not for all those other base runners. Seven Orioles reached on via walk, hit by pitch, or infield single and CC was toast after six.

Chen kept the Yanks off the board for those same six innings. Curtis Granderson got him, the other way no less, in the seventh for the only two runs the Yanks would score and the game never seemed like it would bend towards the Yankees.

Maybe with a little bit tighter defense and a few decent calls from the umps at key moments and if we could swap those three rally-killing double plays for hits… oh hell, forget it. We’d have to start over and play this one again to find a way to make a Yankee victory plausible. They were the second best team at the park and that’s because the rain scared away that Little League team that was planning to attend.

Moving over to basketball and soccer, let’s just say that if your Mother’s Day celebration did not include the Manchester City game versus Queens Park Rangers, you missed out on the best sporting event of the year. No doubt, lock up the prize, no one is topping that. It was the 2004 Red Sox, but if all that craziness of the Games 4 and 5 of the ALCS happened in Game 7 of the World Series instead.

In the NBA Playoffs, I’m rooting for Lebron I guess, though I’ll be plenty psyched if Roy Hibbert and the Pacers keep winning. I just want Lebron to win one and then to see what happens after that. Will he break through and become something different and better than he is right now? Will he slide back after grabbing the ring? I also would like him not be the terrible choke artist that many paint him to be.

Then I look at the play-by-play data from tonight and I see he disappeared at the end of the game only to pop up and miss the two biggest free throws of the night, ones that would have turned a one-point deficit into a one-point lead with 54 seconds to play. He didn’t get a shot off for the final three and half minutes, clearly deferring to Wade, who managed to pump off five and was fouled shooting a sixth in the same time span.

I wish I watched that game instead of the Yankees because I’d love to know what the hell was going on there. I don’t think we’re asking Lebron to win or lose by himself. We’re just asking him to play the final minutes the same way he plays the rest of the game. Did anybody watch?

David Robertson to the DL.

It’s C.C. tonight in Baltimore.

Derek Jeter SS
Nick Swisher RF
Robinson Cano 2B
Alex Rodriguez 3B
Mark Teixeira 1B
Curtis Granderson CF
Andruw Jones DH
Jayson Nix LF
Chris Stewart C

Never mind the band-aids: Let’s Go Yank-ees!

[Photo Credit: Gail Burton/AP]

Excuse this shameless bit of jacking from Ego Trip’s classic site, but you must check out this remarkable BBC documentary:

Charlie Pierce lowers the boom:

One thing is certain. Paige Sultzbach and her teammates deserved a chance to play for the championship. They were the only undefeated team in their league, and they’d already beaten Our Lady of Sorrows twice this season. They’d worked hard enough, and played well enough, to be allowed to win their championship on the field, and not have it handed to them because somebody hiding in a chapel somewhere decided not to give them the satisfaction. For all the theological dust they’ve thrown up to cover their cowardly retreat, Our Lady of Sorrows plainly and simply didn’t want to lose to a girl.

This is an embarrassment to sport and to religion, the functional equivalent of bleeding statues and the face of Jesus on the side of the barn. This is the kind of thing of which Blessed John XXIII was trying to rid the Catholic Church when he called on the council to “throw open the windows” and release the stifling air of repression that had built up over the centuries. Our Lady of Sorrows doesn’t want to play baseball against Paige Sultzbach because it’s run by an organization that harbors an attitude toward women that differs very little from that of Bishop Williamson, its crackpot avatar. And, no, I don’t have to “respect” the stand they took, or the beliefs that prompted it, unless I’m also prepared to “respect” the anti-Semitism and conspiracy-mongering that are at the heart of the beliefs in question. I’m not required to be as classy as Paige Sultzbach, state champion.

[Photo Credit: Carlos Chavez/Arizona Republic]

And sometimes you miss the game. Which is what happened to me last night. I had dinner with my sister and my cousin downtown and didn’t check the score until we left the restaurant. Orioles 2-0.  Later, on the train ride home, I looked at Game Day on my phone again: Orioles 5-3. When I got home the score was tied and I got to see a few at bats before the wife took over the TV to watch Dancing with the Stars (Monday night honey, suck it). I saw Mark Teixeira homer to make it 7-5 Yanks on my computer and then listened to the final inning on the radio. In bed. A multimedia affair.

Shame I missed it because it sounded like an interesting game. And with a swell result:

Yanks 8, O’s 5.

Couple of  injuries–Ivan Nova and Raul Ibanez. Chad Jennings has the low down.

[Photo Credit: Dylan Kasson, Rob Carr/Getty Images]

The Yanks are in Baltimore for a two-game series against the first place Orioles.

Derek Jeter SS
Curtis Granderson CF
Alex Rodriguez DH
Robinson Cano 2B
Mark Teixeira 1B
Nick Swisher RF
Raul Ibanez LF
Eric Chavez 3B
Russell Martin C

Nova on the hill.

Never mind the storm clouds: Let’s Go Yank-ees!

[Photo Credit: LLBwwb]

They are shooting “42” at the legendary Rickwood Field.

Our pal Jeb Stewart sends these pictures.

I dig the inflatable crowd.

Photographs by Russell Lee

at Everyday I Show.

Over at ESPN/New York Matt Ehalt reports that Mark Teixeira will stay in the five-hole for now while Mike Mazzeo offers an alternative line-up.

[Photo Credit: Timmer82]

I inherited a couple of crates of comedy albums this weekend. Here’s some of the haul…

and even a couple of cassettes:

The wife and I went to the Stadium this afternoon to watch Andy Pettitte pitch. On our way in we stopped by the site of the old park.

Ol’ Andy wasn’t awful though he gave up a couple of two-run homers and a few more hard hit balls. He got ahead of hitters for the most part and there were a handful of broken bat-sounding outs, as well. During his delivery, looked like he was lifting his left elbow higher in the air than I recall seeing before, too:

It’s hard to imagine Kevin Millwood pitching a better game all year. His fastball was clocked in the low ’90s, fast enough to keep the Yankee hitters off-balance as he spotted a slider and a change-up for strikes. The Bombers had the bases loaded twice but Derek Jeter hit into a double play (one of two on the day) to end one threat and Mark Teixeira whiffed to end the other.

“What a buzzkill,” said the wife.

We ate hot dogs and roasted in the sun and enjoyed the view from some fine seats we lucked into. It was a dud of a game for the Yanks–Clay Rapada allowed a few more runs to score in the top of the ninth and Nick Swisher got thrown at third trying to stretch a double into a triple to lead off the bottom of the ninth–the icing on the gravy.

Final Score: Mariners 6, Yanks 2.

We didn’t have much to cheer about. Still, one the train ride home, sticky, fatigued, and in need of a shower, the wife turned to me and said, “So who is playing on the Game of the Week tonight?”

And she meant it.

[Picture of Andy: Jim McIsaac/Getty Images, via It’s a Long Season]

Old man Andy Pettitte returns…on Mudda’s Day.

Wishing a happy time of it for all the mother’s out there.

Never mind the floral bouquet: Let’s Go Yank-ees!

[Photo Credit: Tatulie]

[Painting by Leah Giberson]