Yanks have dropped the first two in Baltimore this weekend.
Here’s hoping they avoided getting swept.
Never mind those Boids:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Yanks arrive in Baltimore for a three game set and 2-1/2 games behind for the second wild-card spot. While that speaks volumes about their resilience throughout this largely mediocre season (and a little about how watered-down the playoff format has become of late), I am more impressed by how the Baby Bombers (Sanchez, Judge, et al) have made such impacts the moment they were entrusted with reasonable playing time. And now that it’s largely because of this impact that the Yankee September call ups has been more about strategy than development; the most intriguing of the Six Pack arriving being Jonathan Holder, who since being drafted two years ago has cruised through the minors with a 1.63 ERA and forced Cashman’s hand as they try to make their way once again into the playoffs.
Looks like reinforcements are on the way…
The end of summer is a melancholy time. The long days, the heat, the abundance from the garden—tomatoes and corn are still out of this world for the next few weeks—all coming to an end. For the Yanks, baseball probably, too, when the summer turns to fall. But that doesn’t mean we can’t appreciate each and every game we’ve got left—especially if the Yanks can make things thorny for the other contending teams.
More in K.C. tonight.
Never mind the barbecue:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
[Photo Credit: David Eulitt/Kansas City Star]
Ah, remember the days when the Angels were a thorny pain in the ass? Not so much these past few years. The young Yanks beat up on J. Weaver last night and look for more tonight.
Never mind the sunset:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
The good news: Gary Shanchez hit two home runs last night—the second one was a real blast and came just as the rain did.
There was a rain delay and when the game resumed came the bad news as a 6-0 Yankee lead was wiped out by a swift, merciless comeback from the Jays who scored 8 in the 8th and won, 12-6.
Growing Pains indeed.
More rain today? We shall see. Yanks and Jays play a matinee.
Never mind the slickers:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
[Picture by Bags]
Pardon me for fallin’ asleep at the wheel—it is mid-August after all, the sleepiest time of year. Still, the Yanks won a nail-biter last night, a big double play getting Betances out of trouble in the ninth.
Let’s see if the ball flies tonight.
Never mind heat index:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Alex Rodriguez’s pregame ceremony was cut short by rain. But the storm was a passing one and it left the most gorgeous sunset in its wake—the sky was orange and red and fantastic. Rodriguez got an RBI double in his first at bat—his last hit and run batted in for the Yanks. The Old Man even trotted out to third base in the 9th inning before being pulled and given an ovation. It was modest by Yankee standards by seemingly heartfelt (manager Joe Girard’s tearful postgame press conference perhaps being the most genuine televised moment of the night).
And, oh yeah—the Yanks won.
This morning gives a tribute to the 1996 team.
Never mind the humidity:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
The bobbleheads ain’t coming. But the Yanks are in Boston for a three-game set against the Red Sox, who need these wins more than the New Yorkers. Be interesting to see if Alex gets any swings this week. I expect he might, just to give him some burn in a big league game.
Never mind the boo-birds:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Man, the Yanks should sell more often. All this winning, what gives?
They’re at it again this afternoon.
Never mind the Men at Work:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Whoa, Tex is hanging ‘em up at the end of the year.
And tonight gives the Clevelanders.
Never mind the March of Time:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!