Man, oh, man, what a pleasant win for the Yanks.
Nuno pitched well–hell, everyone pitched well–and a couple of lefties finally got off the schneid, as Kelly Johnson and Brian McCann hit impressive home run.
[Photo Credit: Rob Kalmbach]
Saturday
August 1, 2026
Since 2002
Back to the Grill Again
The so-so Yanks host the crappy Sox this weekend in the Bronx.
Hey, Nuno, try not sucking:
Brett Gardner LF
Derek Jeter SS
Jacoby Ellsbury CF
Mark Teixeira 1B
Carlos Beltran DH
Brian McCann C
Brian Roberts 2B
Ichiro Suzuki RF
Kelly Johnson 3B
Just don’t get swept, fellas.
Never mind the horseshit:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Morning Art
Picture by Vittorio Giardino.
Step by Step
A good start from our man Hiroki, fine effort by the bullpen–especially David Robertson who had his breaking ball working–a nice hit-and-run from Francisco Cervelli and Kelly Johnson, a homer by Mark Teixeira, and a big night from Jacoby Ellsbury (3 hits, 4 RBI), gave the Yanks a 5-3 win over the Jays in Toronto.
Today, we can relax.
[Illustration by Adi Granov]
Under Construction
Yanks were on a nice little run, now they’re on a crappy little jag. That’s how it’s been for them and practically everybody else in the majors this year.
Tonight gives our man Hiroki and the hope the Yanks avoid getting swept.
Derek Jeter SS
Jacoby Ellsbury CF
Mark Teixeira 1B
Carlos Beltran DH
Ichiro Suzuki RF
Brian Roberts 2B
Kelly J0hnson 3B
Francisco Cervelli C
Never mind tomorrow:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
*Facepalm*
Warning: watch the highlights of this one at your own risk (and with soft gloves on). Bad Phelps showed up to get smacked by former Yankee farmhand Dioner Navarro (remember when he was the next coming of Jorge?) and then TheOldMan@short.com added a bedeviling touch when a ground ball was hit to him and… and… ah, forget it. The Captain can still do things mere mortals can’t, like make up for his apparent mental lapse by leading off the very next inning by pounding the ball over the wall in left. I have no idea what his expression was like after that; if he was sheepish in his turn of luck, if he was professional and drew a straight line across his face (as would be his default) or if he punched the air like he was beating a heavy bag over his head and screaming F@#$ Yeah! kinda like Kirk Gibson did that one time. I was stuck listening to the game on the radio as Ma & Pa and their latest sportswriter guest were carving up the turkey about the Yankees’ problems as a whole. And it’s not as though some of us (me-me-me!) weren’t having a heaping plate of WTF ourselves, but you Just. Get. Tired of hearing it over and over again, just as you get equally tired of watching the team fail with runners on or just play kick-the-can at the most inopportune moments. Bad luck only goes so far with a team with this much “experience” on the field.
At any rate, the Jays did try to pull a fast one on the Yanks by giving the game back to them when Dustin McGowan, relieving the main attraction Mark (High Wire) Buehrle in the seventh, put on an act of his own with music (borrowing a suggestion from our own Weeping for Brunnhilde) and frills and spills and hey how about that, tie game. Had me going for a minute, you naughty Jaybirds; you brought in a hard thrower who swooped in like a masked fire inspector and shut down the carnival. Then to top it off, because of the ringing in our ears from how loud that out was in the top of the ninth when the Yanks once again failed to score when the opportunity was there, and the fact that Dellin The Dancing Bear was already gone with two innings of work to hold you Jaybirds off for a while, Joe had to bring in Adam Warren to try and keep it going in the ninth. Only Jose Reyes said no, I’m getting on base and winning this sumbeach, smacking a double to right. Then guess who comes up to do due diligence and move him nicely to third but mu(beeeeeeeep!) Melky Cabrera with a sacrifice bunt to third, which Good Ol’ Charlie Brown Solarte picks up and–
**** Due to the graphic and sensitive nature of this commentary, this post has been truncated for the betterment of society as a whole. We now return you to your regularly scheduled morning letdown. ****
The Fourth Tuesday in June
Yanks get another crack at the Jays tonight in Toronto. Nice match-up of soft-throwing control pitchers. If Phelps is off even a little bit they’ll cream him. Buehrle will get tagged if he’s off but he’s been good this year. And the Yankee hitters have not, as a whole, been productive, especially lately.
Brett Gardner LF
Derek Jeter SS
Jacoby Ellsbury CF
Mark Teixeira 1B
Alfonso Soriano RF
Carlos Beltran DH
Brian McCann C
Brian Roberts 2B
Yangervis Solarte 3B
Never mind the meat:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
[Photo Credit: Steve Perille via MPD]
Taster’s Cherce
Alexandra gives a Lemon-Ricotta Cheesecake. I know I’ve posted this before but what the hell, I’m hungry.
New York Minute
My father’s best friend Marty died yesterday. I found out this morning from his daughter who sent me a message on Facebook.
I thought of Marty on my way to work, and the unabiding loyalty he shard with Dad for more than 50 years.
A melancholy song by Guy Clark played on my iPhone:
At a 145th Street, a young man walked onto the train holding a cardboard box. I removed one earbud after he started to talk. His voice was bright and clear. I thought he was selling candy. Instead, he said that he was Pete Seeger’s grandson. He moved through the car and handed out pamphlets for something called Seegerfest. I took a pamphlet and told him that I admired his grandfather. He said that both of his grandparents died in the past year and that he missed them very much.
At the next stop he left the car and went to the next one. His grandparents would be proud.
A Left Toin at Port Jervis
Port Jervis Solarte was 0-for-hislast-28 when he stepped to the plate in the 9th inning last night in Toronto. He’d hit the ball hard at times over the weekend but had nothing to show for it. On Sunday, there was a pained look on his face after every out. But last night he swung at the first pitch and hit a line drive to center field to drive in a run.
It was a nice moment. Reason I mention it is that it was practically the only nice moment in an 8-3 beat down.
[Photo Credit: TOM SZCZERBOWSKI/USA TODAY]
In the Evening
After a weak showing by the offense this weekend I’ve got a bad feeling about this series in Toronto.
Sure do hope I’m wrong.
Brett Gardner LF
Carlos Beltran DH
Jacoby Ellsbury CF
Mark Teixeira 1B
Brian McCann C
Kelly Johnson 3B
Brian Roberts 2B
Ichiro Suzuki RF
Brendan Ryan SS
Never mind the blue boids;
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
[Picture by Edward Hopper]
Million Dollar Movie
John Huston: Master.
"This ain't football. We do this every day."
--Earl Weaver
--Earl Weaver