The Yanks look to take the weekend series against the Mariners this afternoon in the Bronx.

It’s overcast and supposed to rain. Still hot and sticky.

Course there’s no shame losing to Felix Hernandez, especially not when he’s dealing like he was yesterday. But that’s over and done with and the Yanks are in the business of beating inferior teams, even ones that are playing well.

They turn to Fab Five Freddy and hope to score a truck load of runs themselves.

So, never mind the forecast: Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Here’s a nice way to start a lazy Sunday.

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Here are some excellent things:

Here’s another: King Felix Hernandez.

The Mariners’ ace was dominant at the Stadium this afternoon. Beautiful. Like the old days with Pedro. He out-pitched Hiroki Kuroda–who was excellent–and had Yankee hitters…

…looking this so:

He gave up a couple of hits, walked two, stuck out six and threw 101 pitches.

Game was over in two-and-a-half hours.

Final Score: Mariners 1, Yanks 0.

Consider out hats tipped.

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Hiroki vs. King Felix today at the Stadium.

Better of inside if you ask me.

1. Curtis Granderson CF

2. Derek Jeter SS

3. Robinson Cano 2B

4. Mark Teixeira 1B

5. Raul Ibanez DH

6. Nick Swisher RF

7. Eric Chavez 3B

8. Ichiro Suzuki LF

9. Russell Martin C

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

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Humid–damn, it’s steamy–here in New York. No need to move any faster than necessary.

Always thought of this as a late night cut, but it works on a slow-moving Saturday too.

Siah & Yeshua dapoED – The Visualz Instrumental remake

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C.C. Sabathia dominated the Mariner hitters last night for stretches at a time. He gave up a solo home run and the Yanks only led 2-1 but it seemed like it was 10-1. But there’s the rub in baseball, right? A masterpiece can turn into a flop in no time at all. And Kevin Millwood pitched a good veteran game, mixing speeds. You know if you like pitching, it was hard not to appreciate watching Millwood.

C.C. gave up a long two-run home run in the ninth inning but by that point the Yanks had given him four more runs (including two on a ball by Eric Chavez, using Andruw Jones’ bat, that bounced off the top of the right field wall).

Rafael Soriano was in the bullpen ready to replace Sabathia. After the home run Joe Girardi walked to the mound, eyes wide open and he looked at his pitcher, shouted a few words and then returned to the dugout. C.C. got the last three outs, had his complete game, as the Yanks won, 6-3.

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This never happens–I don’t recall the last time it did–but I played hooky on the Banter today. Wasn’t be design, I just had to be up and out of the house mad early and just returned now. I thought about it a few times while I was tooling around Manhattan cause it’s not like me to leave the Banter unattended. But I tried to give myself a break and not feeling guilty. Summer Friday is all, right?

Anyhow, all is well, although hotter n hot here in the Bronx as the Yanks face the Mariners at the Stadium.

Yanks need C.C. to get on a roll here.

1. Granderson CF
2. Jeter SS
3. Cano 2B
4. Teixeira 1B
5. Ibanez DH
6. Swisher RF
7. Chavez 3B
8. Suzuki LF
9. Martin C

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

[Photo Credit: DeShaun A. Craddock]

An open thread on the anniversary of Thurman Munson’s death.

Image and link from It’s a Long Season.

Photo: AP

Ichiro Suzuki has been a Yankee for only nine games, but the future Hall of Famer is already approaching a franchise record. With a safety in every ballgame since joining the team, Suzuki is one series away from matching the longest hitting streak by a player beginning his pinstriped career.

Longest Hitting Streaks to Begin Yankee Career, Since 1918

Source: baseball-reference.com

OK, fine, not all hitting streaks are created equal. Even though Ichiro has matched Nick Swisher’s nine straight games, his OPS during that span has been but a fraction. Whereas Swisher pounded out 13 hits and four homers, while driving in 11 runs, by comparison, Ichiro has managed only one hit per game, including seven singles and no walks. As a result, the outfielder has posted a paltry OPS of .631, which is actually lower than his season rate of 0.641. Although hitting streaks tend to be noteworthy regardless of the underlying production, Ichiro’s string of nine straight games has disguised some of the early disappointment regarding his initial offensive contribution.

If Ichiro extends his “one-a-day” hitting streak to 10, he’ll not only inch closer to Don Slaught’s record of 12 straight games with a hit to begin a Yankee career, but also tie five others for the longest string of one-hit games in franchise history. The most recent player to accomplish the task was Steve Sax in 1990, but the most productive vitamin-style streak was turned in by Hall of Famer Joe Gordon, who made the most of his 10 hits by knocking in 11 runs to go along with an OPS of 1.075.

Longest One-A-Day Hitting Streaks in Yankees’ History, Since 1918

Source: baseball-reference.com

Should Ichiro surpass the quintet of Yankees’ one-hit masters, he can then set his sights on Ted Sizemore, who recorded exactly one safety in 16 straight games in June 1975 while playing for the St. Louis Cardinals. Over that span, the middle infielder compiled an OPS of 0.621, which although far from impressive, represented an improvement over the 0.597 rate that he posted for the entire season. As evidenced by the chart below, the list of players with the longest one-a-day hitting streaks doesn’t read like a “Who’s Who”, so, even if it means a hitless game, Ichiro might be better off not joining it.

Longest One-A-Day Hitting Streaks in MLB History, Since 1918

Source: baseball-reference.com

When the Yankees acquired Ichiro Suzuki, there was some hope that the 38-year old would be re-energized by the trade and turn back the clock for a month or two. Although history suggests that’s not likely, there’s still time for Ichiro to fulfill that expectation. However, in order to do so, he’ll need more than one hit per game. Then again, vitamins are often taken to restore youth, so maybe there’s a method to Ichiro’s one-a-day streak?

Billy Joel talks with Alec Baldwin on Here’s the Thing. Two Island guys. Cheap laffs and Baldwin is a good interviewer.

Check out this gallery of alternative book covers over at The Short List.

And while you are at it, peep the 30 coolest alternative movie posters, too.

[Picture by Emmanuel Polanco; Matt Owen]

Through August 24th, check out this show of Herb Ritts’ photographs titled “Women” at the Staley-Wise Gallery in SoHo.

“The Trailed Jug,” By William Nicholson (1917)

Check out this quick guide to ingredient substitutions over at The Kitchn.

Shock the monkey to life.

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Here’s a short essay by Pat Jordan on going to the movies when he was a kid:

I was 10 in 1951. Every Saturday morning, my father would give me two dollar bills so I could take two buses from Fairfield into Bridgeport, Conn., where I would go to the Globe movie theater for the kids’ matinee from noon to 5 o’clock. I had to get a bus transfer in Black Rock and wait on a street corner for the next bus, which would drop me off downtown in front of Morrow’s Nut House, “nuts from all over the world.” I then walked four blocks along Main Street, past the stores and shoppers of this big, grimy factory city, until I came to the Globe and a long line of rowdy kids my age waiting to get inside.

After I got my popcorn and Jujyfruits, I searched for a seat in that dark, crowded, noisy theater with its frayed, burgundy-velvet seats and huge, overhead chandeliers like icicles. In the ’20s and ’30s, the Globe was a bustling Vaudeville theater with leering, popeyed, baggy-pants comics and peroxide-blond ecdysiasts. After World War II, the Globe fell on hard times and was reduced to holding kiddie matinees.

I found a seat next to an old man. He was unshaved, smelly, in tattered clothes. It was not unusual to find such bums scattered throughout the theater each week, their heads nodding on their chests, snoring. It was cheaper to buy a 25-cent ticket to the kiddie matinee than it was to pay a buck for a flophouse bed. There were other strange moviegoers, too. Teenage couples high up in the balcony, kissing. And an occasional woman, like my mother, in a flowered dress with shoulder pads, staring at the screen without interest, as if preoccupied with more weighty matters.

The Score Truck showed up today, made deliveries early n often capped by a grand slam from Robinson Cano.

Yanks in a blowout, 12-3. The only blip was a rough return for Joba Chamberlin but I’m not complaining.

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Phil Hughes looks to stop the bleeding this afternoon. Supposed to get thunderstorms.

Derek Jeter SS
Curtis Granderson CF
Nick Swisher DH
Robinson Cano 2B
Andruw Jones RF
Russell Martin C
Casey McGehee 1B
Ichiro Suzuki LF
Jayson Nix 3B

Ichiro makes his first start in left. Never mind that shit: Here Comes Mongo and Let’s Go Yank-ees!

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Spencer Tunick’s Everyday Peoples…

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Via the most excellent site, Laughing Squid, dig this from Michael Gillette’s Bond Prints.