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The Little Third Baseman That Could

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Ronald Torreyes is not just a cute mascot who is hosted on Didi Gregorius’s shoulders every time A-Aron Judge homers. Last night, he made a trio of terrific plays in the field and then came through with a looping base hit in the bottom of the 10th inning to give the Yanks a much-needed, 2-1 win.

Masahiro Tanaka was excellent, he looked like his old self, and matching him was Yu Darvish.

Alas, Chris Carter—who made a few nice scoops at first last night—has gone the way of Garrett Jones and any number of other sluggers picked up on the cheap in the hopes that they would catch fire. Carter never did with the Yanks and he was DFA’d after the game. Seems like a good dude. And while this is likely a wise move by the team, and I won’t miss watching Carter’s at bats, I always feel badly when things don’t work out. Then again, he is making $3.5 million this year so I am not too broken up about it.

And Tyler Austin gets called up so be nice to see him again.

It is muggier than muggy today. Afternoon game at the Stadium.

Never mind the stupidity:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Someday a Real Rain Will Come

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Man, the Yanks kicked the ball around like a bunch of bumbling dillweeds the other night, Severino was Bump, Dellin Betances got lit up and the Yanks lost the game and the series.

Final Score: Angels 10, Yanks 5.

Hot and muggy in New York with thunderstorms on the forecast for this evening. They should get it in but it might be a long night.

The Rangers are in town.

Never mind the gloom:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Is it Safe to Look, Yet?

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Yanks came home and got pounded by the Angels as their slump continues.

Big Mike was deliberate to the point of being insufferable and also not that good. But it was the bullpen again that shit the bed.

Final Score: Angels 8, Yanks 3.

More tonight. After an afternoon shower it is hot and humid.

Something’s gotta give.

Never mind the bitchin’ and moaning’:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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The Hits Keep Coming

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Count Yankee uber-prospect Gleyber Torres among the walking wounded as he hyperextended his left elbow sliding into home plate yesterday.

Oy and Veh. And by the way the Yanks lost again yesterday, this time 5-2, with our man Masahiro looking less than impressive still.

Last Sunday night after completing a 3-game clubbing of the Orioles the trip out West found the team in good spirits. Now, they are a loss away from making the nightmare complete and the return trip a bummer. Here’s hoping they leave Oakland with a “W” then get back for some home-cooking.

Never mind the blues, baby:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Aie, Aie


Oh, man. Well, you knew something had to give. Unfortunately, it was C.C.’s hamstring, which chased him from the game early and will likely put him on the D.L. In the meantime, Tyler Clippard gave up a late lead for the second-straight night and the Yanks fell in extra innings to the Angels, 3-2.

Quelle dommage.

Come and Get It (While the Gettin’ is Good)

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If you stayed up late to watch the game last night sleep came easily after Aaron Judge’s 2-run homer in the 8th put the Yanks ahead for good.

I think I can safely speak for most Yankee fans when I say—Pinch me.

Final: Yanks 5, Angels 3.

Tanaka was not great but he was better. Thank you, kindly, my dude.

To The Surprise Of Absolutely No One, Yanks Beat The (B)uck Outta The Orioles


“Oh Look, it’s the Score Tru–”NEEEYYOWWWW!!!!

No, that would be the right fielder. Let’s just call him Score Truck so everyone can get out of his way. This guy is amazing (in the good way, not the Northern Blvd way). And the best part is that it seems like it hasn’t gone to his head yet.  Here’s hoping that it remains that way for the entirety of his career and whatever follows. But I’m not here to anoint a new Chosen One; all things considered, Aaron Judge has been better than anyone could imagine so far, but that’s the thing: did anyone really expect this?

Well, later for that; what’s even more amazing is that he’s far from the only one doing major damage for this team. Everyone in the lineup from lead-off to the nine-spot has the potential (and pretty much has in this series) break out with a moonshot or two: ask the guy whose been playing serious catch-up lately, Gary Sanchez (thank goodness they wised up and put him back in the middle of the lineup instead of the two-spot? Really?) Ask Brett, Ask The Other One >;), Starlin, Matt, Didi, well not so much Chase though he could and has before… but Chris Carter is probably the home-runningest guy hitting ninth and that’s not getting into the nicks-and-scratches guys on the bench. These guys got that swing.  The Mostly Baby-Faced Bosses were last seen making chicken pot pie out of the visiting Baltimore Orioles to the tune of 38 runs to the Orioles’ 8 over three days in the Bronx.  Talk about a critical beatdown…

So yeah, that’s all I wanted to say for now.  This team is pretty much speaking for itself and is constantly leaving people speechless. I suppose some folks are busy stuffing bad pizza in their orifices due to that unfortunate promotion offering half off anything when the Yanks score six or more runs in a game… but we won’t speak of that either. Chicken Pot Pie is a nice alternative for the time being. Starting pitching is still a hold-your-breath kind of issue, but so far I enjoy what I’ve seen for the most part. Happiness is a win in front of the home crowd, after all). Next up: 31934


P.S.: 495 feet… I mean, who does that?

Bronx Bombing (Duck Alert)

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I don’t remember who around here came up with the concept of “The Score Truck.” Was it Hank Waddles or Chyll Will? Or someone else. Man, I don’t recall but I know it was created because the Yanks were having trouble scoring runs.

These days, not so much. Feels like every game they win is a blowout.

Yesterday, it was over before it started. Though Chris Tillman retired the first two batters, Aaron Judge followed with a rope into the left field seats, the kind of home run Dave Winfield and Gary Sheffield used to hit (and the kind that lights up the Exit Velocity Meter these days). Before the inning was over, the Yanks scored 6 runs. And a long night ended with a lopsided, 16-3 final score.


More this afternoon on a scorcher in the BX.

Never mind prosperity:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Moving On

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Yanks beating the Sox, especially when they blow them out, never gets old and so Thursday’s 9-1 romp was a pleasure. David Price took a beatin’, led by Gary Sanchez who hit a couple of homers and had 5 RBI.

The Orioles are in town for the weekend and with it the weather has turned warm, positively summerish.

Never mind the climate shock:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Who’s Zoomin’ Who?

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The Yanks poured it on last night and beat the snot out of the Sox (8-0), backed by another stellar outing from ol’ C.C. Sabathia.

Nice be nice if they can take the series with a win tonight.

David Price—who is at odds with the Boston media—goes against our dude, Big Mike Pineda.

Never mind the chill (what month is this again?):

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Don’t Look Back

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There is a growing sense of concern about what is wrong with our man Masahiro, who was smacked around again last night. He’s been horseshit for too long now. Maybe it’s an extended slump but it has everyone’s attention now, Lord save us.

Drew Poweranz faired better but was just as horseshit, going to 3-2 on virtually every batter, throwing 498 pitches in 5 innings, and generally boring the bejesus out of the masses. Yanks had plenty of chances but did not cash in. Aaron Judge had two big whiffs late after a single, double and crashing defensive play in right.

5-4 was the Final and there was plenty to curse and moan about from where we’re sitting, right gang?

More tonight. The Big Fella. Not Jackie Bradley Jr.’s bud. You know him as C.C.

Never mind the creepers:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Yeah, that is how it went in Toronto—a split. Which is a drag because the Yanks held a 2-0 lead yesterday with Luis Severino pitching well. But the Jays rallied late, on two home runs, to pull out a 3-2 win (this after the teams exchanged blows— 7-5 Jays, and 7-0 Yanks, on Friday and Saturday, respectively).

Supposed to rain in town all week. Day gives a day off and then the Yanks host the Red Sox for a 3-game series.

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Boomtown Rats

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Yanks put a hurting on the Blue Jays last night, led by two substantial taters by Gary Sanchez. C.C. looked good and the Yanks romped, 12-2.

Big Mike takes the hill tonight.

Never mind the Bad Guys:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Ugh. These Guys.

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The O’s repaid the favor and put a beatin’ on the Yanks last night to the tune of 10-4. Masahiro got roughed up again, Yanks left a ton of runners on base.

I don’t know about you, but there wasn’t one of those three games in Baltimore that was worth half a shit from a fan’s perspective. Really boring baseball.

Yanks are up in Toronto for a long four-game series against the dreaded Blue Jays.

Never mind the chumps:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Gardy Goes Yardy, Matt Holliday hits a pair, Luis Severino is sharp and the Yanks bomb the O’s, 8-3.

Masahiro goes tonight. See if he has his good stuff a second straight outing. See if he is gutty tonight. Gritsy and Gutsy.

Never mind the boo birds:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Tiptoe Through the Tulips

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Well, the Orioles weren’t going to keep losing forever so of course they edged out the Yanks on Monday, 3-2. Jordan Montgomery didn’t go deep but the bullpen was stellar. Aaron Judge hit a solo home run in the loss.

More tonight with ‘Lil Severino.

Never mind this chilly spring weather:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Make That To Stay

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Maybe it doesn’t take some kind of genius to call Aaron Judge’s homers but I will say I looked at the TV screen yesterday when he came up to bat with the bases loaded, saw the score was 2-1 Oakland and said, “It’s gonna be 5-2 in a minute.” Even though Starlin Castro had just whiffed on three pitches, you don’t see Judge hacking too much. Sure enough, he inside-outed a line drive into the cheap seats in right. It was far from majestic but it did the trick.

Yanks hung on to beat the A’s 9-5 and take the series.

Today, they are down in Baltimore for a Memorial Day matinee.

Never mind the slumping Boids:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Close…AND Have a Cigar!

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If Friday night was confounding for Yankee fans yesterday returned the favor to the A’s, mostly in the guise of home plate umpire Will Little whose liberal strike zone frustrated the Bejesus out of the visiting team. In the 8th inning, Jed Lowrie and manager Bob Melvin were both tossed for arguing balls and strikes (balls that were called strikes, that is—and they had legit beef). Dellin Betances doesn’t often need help, but give him borderline pitches and he is untouchable.

Anyhow, on a day when the Yanks were held to just a couple of hits (including a big 2-run homer by Matt Holliday), they will take the “W” without complaints. C.C. pitched well and Gary Sanchez made a wonderful throw from his knees to nail an attempted steal attempt at second base. Aaron Judge had a ball pop out of Starlin Castro’s glove into his own (happy birthday), and then almost wiped out Chris Carter trying to catch another fly ball (Judge made the catch and survived a swipe to the noggin from Carter’s glove—a mere flesh wound).

Still overcast in the Boogie Down but a little warmer today. Sun is peaking out.

Let’s hope the Yanks can get the series win. The A’s don’t seem all that good but they are plucky.

Never mind the barbecue:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Who Said Anything About Being Fair?

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How did Crash Davis put it? Well, fuck this fucking game. Think that’s how it went. Certainly what came to mind last night when the A’s rally for 4 runs late to beat the Yanks, 4-1 on a night when Masahiro Tanaka was terrific. The game was close but also strangely boring because all anyone with a stick did was swing and miss at the ball.

First time all year I got agitated by a loss.

Guess that means I still care. Ha!

Back at it this afternoon on an overcast day in the BX.

Never mind the hangover:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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So Fresh and So Clean (Clean)

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Yanks got a tidy 3-0 win on Wednesday night and were rained out yesterday. It is a crisp, bright evening in the Bronx as the Yanks host our man Ken’s team—the A’s—for the weekend. Tanaka’s on the hill and boy does he need a good outing.

Never mind the pollen:

Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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