That’s what a trio of meatballs served up by Vial Nuno looked like to Nellie Cruz, J.J. Hardy, and former Yankee, Steve Pearce. Three batting practice pitches, 3 home runs, more than enough to down the Yanks on a beautiful day in New York.
Final Score: O’s 6, Yanks 1.
Ah, fuck it Dude, let’s go eat.
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My mom was in town this week and one night we got to talking about taking the Amtrak train from New York to Vermont. Emily recounted a story about me getting stuck on the D.C. to Montreal line one winter during a snowstorm. What normally would have been a 5 hour trip turned into an 11 hour ordeal. I was alone on that trip but don’t remember too much about it other than it happened. Emily filled me in on the details and I was like, “Oh, yeah…”
Point is, I’ve got a decent ability to forget a certain kind of tedious misfortune. There was no good story to be culled from that trip, it was just something to survive. So holding on to the details seems like a form of whining. Sure, it sucked at the time, but then it was over, and that was that.
Last night’s game was like that trip–a trying regular season game that will fade from our memory in a few weeks and months. Watching it live, however, was no fun. The Yankees had a 1-0 lead with the bases loaded in the second inning, one man out. When Brett Gardner got ahead of Ubaldo Jimenez, 2-0, it looked as if the Yanks were going to break the game open. But he hit a fly ball to shallow center for the second out and Adam Jones completed the double play by throwing out Carlos Beltran at home.
The Yanks loaded the bases two more times yet didn’t score. Meanwhile, Hiroki Kuroda labored through the first five innings but didn’t allow a hit. Some of his pitches were tight, and he also got away with some mistakes–mostly spinning sliders up in the strike zone. The O’s broke the no-hitter in the 6th. Two well-struck balls and a pair of bloop hits gave them a 2-1 lead. They scored an insurance run in the top of the 9th and that looked to be that.
Gardner led off the bottom of the 9th with a base hit but then Zach Britton, a left hander who throws in the mid-90s, struck out Derek Jeter looking and got Jacoby Ellsbury to fly out to center field. Down to their last out, the Yanks staged a rally. First, Mark Teixeira, batting from the right side, drew a walk, and Brian McCann followed by muscling a fastball into center for a single. It was one of those tough at bats we used to see from Paul O’Neill, or, later on, from Bobby Abreu. Gardner scored and now the Yanks were down, 3-2.
Beltran was next. He got ahead 2-1 and took a fastball up in the zone for ball 3. The take, and call, were significant, not just because it put Beltran in a good count, but because the home plate umpire, Eric Cooper, had been calling the high strike all night. Which is not to say the 2-1 pitch was a strike, it was high, but it was close.
Britton decided to double down and Beltran was waiting. His next pitch might have been called a strike but it too was probably out of the zone. Didn’t matter. Beltran hit it well over the left centerfield wall for a game-ending 3-run home run.
A game that could have been a blowout for the Yanks, turned into a night of frustration, then ended memorably.
Maybe it won’t fade away so quickly after all.
Final Score: Yanks 5, O’s 3.
David Phelps was gritsy n gutsy last night. He got some big outs, escaped trouble and allowed just a couple of runs over 7 innings.
According to the intrepid Chad Jennings:
“It always feels good to throw well any day,” Phelps said. “But especially when it’s against the top teams in the league. It’s encouraging knowing that you’ve got their best hitters out there and you’re getting them out. You can see how quick the game can turn around with a lineup like that. It was 2-0 and all of a sudden, with one swing, it was tied up. I just had to stay aggressive, pick my spots that’s for sure.”
“It’s kind of refreshing seeing guys like Chase (Whitley) come up and the success that he’s had,” Phelps said. “Just being able to learn from him. I feel like sometimes as pitchers we try to make the game a little bit too difficult, try to perfect, and he’s just been throwing strikes – all of his pitches for strikes – and that’s one of the things I’ve learned from just watching him pitch.”
The Yanks scored in all but 2 innings. Sure, they only scored 1 run in each inning but it proved to be enough. Brian McCann had bad luck on two balls he squared up but I think he’s starting to come around.
Power didn’t help last night, speed did.
Final Score: Yanks 6, Jays 4.
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We’ve been waiting, patiently, for Brian McCann to start hitting. To produce. Last night, he hit a line drive home run (a Yankee Stadium Special) and a fly ball in the right centerfield gap that dropped in and went for a triple. Yes, there was some good fortune with the triple as it landed just beyond Cody Rasmus’ glove, but McCann, who collected 5 RBI on those two hits, was due for some good luck.
Those two hits, combined with a decent outing from Chase Whitley, and a strong outing from the back end of the bullpen, was enough to give the Yanks a 7-3 win over the Jays.
It’s a start.
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I’ll be interesting to see how Masahiro Tanaka handles the lead off hitter the next time he faces the Blue Jays. Jose Reyes hit a home run on the first pitch of the game last night and although Tanaka labored through the first three innings that would be the lone run for the Jays. Tanaka pitched six innings and struck out ten. On an off-night.
My favorite at bat was the second time Jose Bautista came up. He whiffed the first time and now, behind 1-1 he laid off 2 straight breaking pitches, not sure if they were sliders or splitters. They were good pitches, too, but it looked as if he finally got a good read on them. So what does Tanaka do but stay with the breaking stuff. Threw 2 more and struck Bautista out again.
Final Score: Yanks 3, Jays 1.
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The Yanks got smoked yesterday afternoon in Oakland and last night the Spurs ran the Heat out of the gym to win the NBA title.
Thrilled for the Spurs, especially after how they lost last year.
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After winning games with Chase Whitley and David Phelps on the mound, Saturday night’s game with Hiroki Kuroda on the rubber arrived with more than promise. After getting those two unlikely wins, surely Kuroda would provide the win that would stretch the team’s winning streak to five and make the road trip excellent instead of just good.
It didn’t work out that way.
Scott Kazmir was working for the Athletics, and he quickly made it clear that he wouldn’t be giving up much on the evening. You remember Mr. Kazmir, the one-time super-prospect who fizzled and eventually found himself out of baseball. This year he’s finally become more pitcher than thrower, and he’s suddenly one of the best in baseball. If you missed him last night, you’ll surely be able to catch him in July at the All-Star game.
Kazmir set down the first eight Yankees without breaking a sweat, and with the A’s already up 2-0 thanks to the bespectacled Eric Sogard’s two-out, bases loaded single in the second, there was cause for concern even at that early juncture. But Kelly Johnson worked a walk with two outs in the third, and raced all the way around to third on Brett Gardner’s single up the middle. Derek Jeter followed that with a grounder deep into the hole at short. Andy Parrino made the play nicely enough, but he airmailed the throw over Brandon Moss’s head at first base, and Johnson was able to score to split the lead to 2-1.
Early in the game Ken Singleton and Bob Lorenz had noticed a bank of lights in left field that hadn’t turned on correctly, and they had jokingly wondered what might happen if they weren’t fixed and who the unlucky guy was who’d have to climb the tower into the lights. When the lights still weren’t on in the middle of the fourth, we found out. As the Yankees took the field for the bottom half of the inning, Oakland manager Bob Melvin met with the umpires and a stadium official in a scene normally seen before a rainstorm. But instead of peering into the clouds and waiting for raindrops, the group stared into the darkness above left field, looking for light.
Joe Girardi revealed afterwards that there was a moment when the game was about to be cancelled, but the man who climbed the tower was able to solve the problem and it turned out to be only a 38-minute delay before Kuroda returned to the mound and set down all three A’s without incident.
The bottom of the fifth, however, was different. Kuroda walked Sogard to start the inning, which is never a good thing, then allowed Coco Crisp to reach on a bunt single. Catcher John Jaso looked to bunt the runners over, but a passed ball on John Ryan Murphy moved them to second and third without the sacrifice. Jaso gave himself up anyway with a ground out to first, but he got an RBI out of it as Sogard scored and Crisp took third. Three pitches later Crisp scored on another passed ball. The A’s were up 4-1, and after giving up a single to Brandon Moss, Kuroda’s night was over.
The Athletics put together another run in the sixth when Parrino doubled to left to score Craig Gentry all the way from first, but that was just window dressing. The final score was 5-1, but that might as well have been 50-1. The Yankee bats, never impressive on this night, had been essentially silent since the blackout. Kelly Johnson had doubled to lead off the fifth, moved to third on a Gardner ground out, and been thrown out at home when Jeter grounded to first, but that was it for the Yankee offense. After that Johnson double, Oakland pitchers Kazmir, Dan Otero, and Sean Doolittle retired the next fifteen Yankee hitters, and there was nary a hard-hit ball over the course of those five innings. Lights out? Indeed.
Thankfully, a day game awaits.
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Dig this stat. Since April 28, the Yankees are pitching to a 2.63 ERA on the road, best in the bigs. Contributing to that on Friday night in Oakland was David Phelps, who turned in a brilliant outing, throwing 6.2 scoreless innings and allowing just two hits and three walks while striking out four to earn the win as the Yankees pounded the A’s, 7-0.
On the offensive side, Derek Jeter continued his hot hitting with two more hits, making him 9 for 16 over his past four games, and Jacoby Ellsbury brushed off those hip issues and extended his hitting streak to 17 games. Eight different Yankees had base hits, six scored at least a run, and all six RBIs were spread across half a dozen players.
Here’s hoping for more of the same on Saturday night.
[Photo Credit: Ben Margot/AP Photo]
The last time I was in Seattle — actually, the only time I was in Seattle — my family and I ran past Safeco Field in a desperate (and fruitless) attempt to catch a train for Portland. It’s a beautiful ballpark, even when viewed through a glaze of sweat while carrying a five-year-old. But we really didn’t have time to stop and appreciate the nuances — the warehouse look on the outside, the retractable roof atop the structure. Considering the business-like approach the Yankees took during their three-game sweep of the Mariners, I’m not sure they were much interested in any of that either.
There were three stories in last night’s game, the first being Derek Jeter. He took the first pitch he saw in the first inning and flipped it out into short right field, just like he’s done about a thousand times, and then four pitches later he was trotting around the bases behind Jacoby Ellsbury’s fourth home run. Just when I was starting to wonder about Ellsbury, he’s rattled off a sixteen-game hitting streak, bumping his average from .258 to .290. How good has he been? This month he’s hitting .386 with an OPS of 1.006. The only bad news is that he left the game late with tightness in his hip; there’s not much to worry about, but you might want to keep your fingers crossed anyway.
But the biggest story of the night has to be Chase Whitley. Young Whitley had been good in each of his first five starts, working to a 2.42 ERA and allowing the Yankees to win four of those five games, but he arrived on Thursday night. The 2014 Seattle Mariners will never be compared to the ’27 Yankees, but they’re still a major league ball club, and Whitely navigated their lineup with ease.
This was my first prolonged look at him, and I was impressed immediately. He cruised through the first, but when he left a pitch out over the plate to Logan Morrison in the bottom of the second, the first baseman rifled the ball into the right field seats and split the Yankee lead in half at 2-1. Even at the time, it seemed like a blip; Whitley seemed bothered, but not fazed.
The Yanks put two more runs on the board in the top of the third. Jeter singled again to the lead off the inning (two pitches, two base hits), and Ellsbury walked to bring up Alfonso Soriano with one out. Soriano has been mired in such a slump that I almost felt like Girardi should have conceded his at bat like a six-inch putt in match play, just to keep the game moving. But Sori proved me wrong, rocketing a laser into the gap in left center, easily scoring both runners to boost the lead to 4-1.
For a moment in the bottom of the third it looked as if Whitley might choke on all that prosperity. John Ryan Murphy threw a pickup attempt down the right field line, allowing Brad Miller to race all the way around to third base, and two pitches later Whitley plunked our old friend Robinson Canó to put runners on first and third with two outs. But putting Canó on, regardless of the method, was probably a good thing. Kyle Seager followed, and Whitley quickly dispatched with his fourth strikeout of the night.
Our man Captain Jeter singled in two more runs in the top of the fourth to open the lead to a comfortable 6-1, and then all eyes focused on Mr. Whitley. He faltered a bit in the fifth, yielding a double to Miller and an RBI single to James Jones, but he was rescued when Ellsbury made a spectacular leaping, possibly-home-run-robbing catch at the wall against Canó to end the inning.
You won’t see too many catches like that — unless you happened to watch the rest of the game. Brett Gardner moved over center field in the seventh inning after Ellsbury’s hip flared up, and he made an almost identical play. Mike Zunino blasted a ball over Gardner’s head with one out in the inning, and Gardner raced back over his right shoulder, following the same path Ellsbury had two innings earlier. He leapt at the wall at the last second, and for a moment only he knew where the ball was. Bob Lorenz was on the mike, and he initially called it as a homer for Zunino before we all saw Gardner — who had paused for a moment of drama, standing on the warning track with both arms at his side — casually flip the ball into the infield.
Whitley, meanwhile, was still cruising. After that Jones single in the fifth, he retired the next nine hitters. With two outs in the eighth inning, having thrown only 82 pitches, he seemed poised to go for the complete game. That pitch count, after all, wasn’t a concern. In his previous three starts he had thrown 91, 83, and 87 pitches, but with Canó headed to the plate, Girardi came out and pulled him. Considering the four-run lead at the time, Girardi’s decision was more about player development than game management, and I think he made the wrong choice. He had an opportunity to push his young starter just a bit in a relatively safe situation. The experience of facing one of the league’s best hitters in the eighth inning would’ve been an invaluable learning moment for Whitley; instead, he watched from the bench as Matt Thornton came in and walked Canó.
For a moment it looked like Girardi’s decision would completely blow up as Seager launched a ball to deep right. Ichiro had been inserted into right field when the outfield had been reshuffled the inning before, and now he sprinted back, chasing Seager’s drive over his right shoulder just as Ellsbury and Garnder had earlier. Ichiro leapt at the wall, crashed in a heap as Lorenz refused to make a call one way or the other, and emerged with the ball and the final out of the inning.
If there’s been one frustration I’ve had with the Yankees this season, it’s that Girardi has refused to accept the things he cannot change. This team is not going to score a lot of runs. With that in mind, he should take steps to prevent as many runs as possible. Conventional wisdom holds that an outfield of Gardner, Ellsbury, and Ichiro simply won’t provide enough offense. Corner outfielders have to combine for thirty to fifty home runs, right? But that trio would be far and away the best defensive outfield in the game and probably the best in Yankees history. Give in to the DH platoon of Soriano and Carlos Beltrán and be done with it.
But back to the game. Jeter grounded out in the ninth, his bid for a fourth hit coming up just a fraction short, but has he turned and jogged back to the dugout after what was certainly his last at bat in Seattle, the city that saw his first major league hit back in 1995, the home crowd gave him one of the warmest ovations he’s received on this victory tour. The cheers swelled with each step he took, and Jeter acknowledged the crowd with a quick wave of his hand when he reached the steps. It was a nice moment.
Shawn Kelley looked a bit rusty in the ninth and turned a four-run lead into a save situation, but David Robertson came in and quickly restored order, striking out Zunino and Miller to send everyone home. Yankees 6, Mariners 3.
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Whitley, man, he was good again. Really good. Got some good fielding behind him, too. Chad Jennings has the details.
And the old man who can’t hit, Derek Jeter, had 3 last night as the Yanks beat the M’s, 6-3.
Sweep dreams.
[Photo Credit: Filipe Branquinho via MPD]
While some of us were sleeping, Masahiro Tanaka was busy puttin’ heads to bed out in Seattle. Only a 2-run home run by Robbie Cano in the 9th spoiled a shutout.
“Nobody’s perfect,” Jeter said after the game. “But he expects perfection.”
Tanaka went the distance anyhow, escaping a jam in the 8th, and then striking out the last two batters of the game after Cano’s homer in the 9th. Mark Teixeira’s 3-run home run was the big hit for the Yanks.
Final Score: Yanks 4, Mariners 2.
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A lot of strange things to see around this team these days. Low scoring affairs that are more often lost than won, the bullpen struggling to hold leads, the Hall of Fame-bound captain losing his focus either while fielding or running the bases, and strangest of all a slightly-better than .500 team only four games back in the loss column from first place (a place they’ve held more often than not while enduring such strange conditions).
Granted, injuries to the pitching corps with middling replacements has had a lot to do with this situation, but then when those pitchers hold the opposing team to a low score, the offense doesn’t show up. The Scuffle of Kansas City was definitely on the minds of many as the Yanks shuffled west to battle a former teammate who is slowly, yet steadily revealing how important he actually was to his former team, Robbie Cano and his (yes, his) Seattle Mariners.
The Mariners threw righty Hisashi Iwakuma; a former senior teammate of current Yankee ace/stopper/rookie/everything M. Tanaka, who led off the first by striking out Gardner, then giving up a hard single to Jeter. He eventually moved to second on a Teixiera single, then scored on a Beltran double. Brian McCann followed that with an infield single that scored Teixiera and sent Beltran to third. But, as has happened far too often, the team left those two on base when Solarte grounded out.
Vidal Nuño; you just want to give him your faith when you see him pitch well, but seems to fall through the bad step in a rickety staircase when you do. After getting the first two outs of the inning, old buddy Robbie let everyone see what a hitter he actually is by doubling to left. Robbie, for what it’s worth, has built his average back up since his slow April and his averaging above .300, though his power has yet to return to expectations. Cole Gillespie followed with a single that scored Cano and I’m willing to bet most of you began to think “oh here we go” again. But Gillespie was subsequently caught stealing, momentarily short circuiting any potential rally, which for all intents and purposes is a good thing.
While Iwakuma cruised through the next several innings with little intrigue, Nuño continued to climb the stairs carefully through the next innings. Kyle Seager sent a pea to right field, but Ichiro channeled his inner Mighty Mouse with a leaping, tumbling grab of a certified double; you could only just shake your head and clap for the man. Later in the fourth, crumble! With two outs, Michael Saunders launched a high fly to center that was either going to nail the top of the wall or sneak over. Jacoby Ellsbury was on his horse though, cruising back to the wall, leaping and snagging the delinquent sphere that would have instigated much weeping and gnashing of virtual teeth. A fine catch on radio, I can assure you; let me know what you think about what you may have seen on TV. Nuño without a doubt was pleased that the staircase held his weight; I imagine there will be a steak dinner in the future for those two.
In the sixth, however, Robbie once again took advantage of the situation and singled to center, prompting Girardi to bring in the burgeoning star righty Dellin Dancin’ Bentances, who finished off the inning by inducing a ground ball from pinch hitter Endy Chavez. But in the seventh, Betances’s dance managed to stomp a hole through the step as he lost the plate and hit catcher Mike Zunino with a breaking ball, then uncorked a wild pitch that sent Zunino into scoring position; a chip that was cashed in two batters later by Dustin Ackley. Nuño, who had one of his good days that we always hope for, was suddenly out of the picture and Betances was staring cockeyed at a western omelet. Well, there was nothing for it at this point, so he wiped off the mess and squelched the impending rally two batters later by striking out Willy Bloomquist to end the inning and leave the game tied. For what it’s worth, Betances is growing; not quite what you would expect to say about a guy 6’8″ at 26 years old, but he’s steadily becoming a pitcher’s pitcher.
The following inning was a sine wave of philosophical impulses; do you believe in luck and if you do, is this a sign the Yanks’ bottle of good stuff has turned to vinegar? John Sterling had this to say in Gardner’s subsequent turn at bat:
“…THERE IT GOES TO RIGHT! IT IS HIGH, IT IS FAR, IT ISSS… FOUL..?“
It inched too far to the right of the foul pole, apparently. Bad luck? Then what did you think of the next pitch, which Gardner had the nerve to hit high and far to center, only for it to be caught at the warning track? Sucks to be him, I guess. But it didn’t suck to be Derek Jeter, who followed that drama with a big, big double to left center that also chased Iwakuma (up to this inning still cruising) from the game, and the Mariners gambled on their bullpen to hold it for the remainder to give their big hitters a chance to break the tie in the bottom. Only that didn’t happen; what did I say about luck? Ellsbury singled to the other alley and Jeter raced in with the go ahead run. All you needed now was for Adam Warren to hold the lead into the ninth so that The Hamma’ could nail it down and get a sorely needed win. Could he do it? Sure, though Cano once again punched a hole in the theory that he was not going to be badly missed with yet another single.
So all that was left was to root for Robertson to save the game. Zunino struck out. Saunders struck out. Ackley walked, and Lloyd McClendon pinch hit John Buck for Brad Miller. Buck is that guy who strikes out a lot and has a scary low average, but when gets a hold of one, he beats it like it owes him money. The Hamma’ was having none of that. Swing! Swing! Oops… Swing! Good night (morning?) from the far reaches of the north west corner of the nation, see you again tomorrow. Hopefully, the Yanks will finally bring some more scoring with them.
But hey, they at least won, 3-2.
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You know the old joke between the Sadist and the Masochist?
Masochist says, “Beat me, beat me.” Sadist says…”No.”
Yanks had the bases loaded, nobody out in the second inning against James Shields, and didn’t score a run. There were more chances but I won’t go into it. The Royals had a couple of hits drop in the next inning, scored twice, and that would be enough to win, 2-1.
I’ve been patient with this team so far this season. Yesterday, I yelled. The Wife had to tell me to pipe down. I was going to tell her that I’d pipe down when the Yanks started scoring some fuggin’ runs, but then I thought better of it.
[Photo Via: The Retrologist]
Yanks needed digestive relief after all. They were down 3-0 on the 6th when they scored 3 runs to tie the game. But David Phelps walked the first two batters in the bottom of the inning (he threw a 3-1 curve ball to the lead off hitter, Billy Butler), and you just knew that wasn’t going to turn out well. And it didn’t because Salvador Perez cranked a 3-run homer and that put the Royals ahead for good.
“Frustrating is a PG-rated word for it,” Phelps said after the game. “Pitching decent going into the later parts of the games, but it’s tough to win ballgames when you give up four runs in the sixth and seventh inning. It’s just frustrating. … I’ve just got to trust my stuff and throw something over the plate. I’m trying to make the game a lot harder than it needs to be.”
Bromo, indeed.
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Final Score: Royals 8, Yanks 4.
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I’ve found myself watching Met games more often this season because I enjoy the company of their announcing team, especially Keith Hernandez. Ron Darling and Mex are smart, cultured guys as well as good baseball men. I don’t always enjoy the company of the Yankee announcers but I really like watching a game when David Cone is in the booth. (He’d be a scream paired with Mex, wouldn’t he?) He’s funny, has a student’s knowledge of baseball history, and is keen on the modern analytical part of the game, too.
Cone is what I liked most about last night’s game. Oh yeah, it helped that Brian McCann finally got a big hit, Chase Whitley pitched 7 innings and that the Yanks won, 4-2, but Cone is why I didn’t flip the channel.
We’d seen this before. The offense not able to score. The bullpen trying to hold on to a slim lead. With the tying run on second base and one out in the 9th, David Robertson kicked a ground ball that was headed to center field. It looked to be a sure base hit. The game was going to be tied. But the ball knocked off Robertson’s foot and shot over toward first base. Mark Teixeira took a great angle to it and fielded it cleanly. Robertson sprinted to first and Tex flipped the ball to his pitcher for the second out. It was one of those plays that usually never turn out well for the fielding team. This time it did. Robertson struck out the next hitter and the Yanks had a 2-1 win.
Six strong from Tanaka. He wasn’t dominant. The A’s battled him with some long at bats. But Tanaka was good enough. Betances in the 7th, Warren in the 8th, and then Robertson in the 9th.
With a little bit of luck.
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The Yanks had a 4-0 lead after Jacoby Ellsbury hit a 3-run home run but then the A’s scored 7 unanswered runs as they beat the hapless Yanks, 7-4. But the game was overshadowed by the news that Don Zimmer passed away. The Forrest Gump-like baseball character had a memorable run in New York during the Joe Torre years. He was something else.
[Photo Credit: Linda Cataffo]
Man, and Hiroki pitched such a nice game, too. But then reality bite Dellin Betances in the 8th and Adam Warren in the 10th as the best team in the American League beat the Yanks, 5-2.
Quelle dommage, man.
“I think they’re frustrated,” Joe Girardi said. “I don’t notice them coming to the ballpark and having a different approach than they would have if they scored six or seven runs the night before, but I think they’re frustrated when they don’t come through. I think that’s the nature of the business, and that’s the competitive nature in guys. I think our pitchers have done a good job handling it. I don’t think we’ve seen them really get away with what they do, and they’ve given us opportunities to win games.”
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Yanks vs. King Felix. They didn’t stand a chance, right? Well, Hernandez wasn’t in top form and the score was tied at 2 going into the 7th inning. But the Yankees made bad plays in the field (et tu, DJ?) and by the end of the inning the M’s had a 4-run lead. They’d add another 4 and won, 10-2. Really, the less said about this one, the better. But if you want the gory details, Chad Jennings’ got ’em for you.
[Photo Credit: Horacio Coppola]
It’s Phelps vs. King Felix in a make up game at the Stadium.
Brett Gardner LF
Derek Jeter SS
Jacoby Ellsbury CF
Brian McCann C
Yangervis Solarte 3B
Alfonso Soriano DH
Ichiro Suzuki RF
Brian Roberts 2B
Kelly Johnson 1B
Never mind the crown:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
[Photo Credit: Dennis Stock/Magnum Photos]
