Oh wait, that’s Yogi Berra – wrong catcher. My oh my, the Yankee offense, ESPECIALLY Jorge Posada, has been mighty fine lately. Today, the Yankees closed out their series against the Astros in winning fashion, completing the sweep. The Yanks beat the Astros 9-5.
Pitching Analysis: Phil Hughes toed the rubber today in search of his 9th victory of the season. He was Philthy through the first 5 innings, but he hit a bump in the 6th that he was unable to escape from. Hughes allowed just 1 run in the 1st, on a sac fly by Carlos Lee, but surrendered 4 in the 6th. The big blow was a 2-run homer by former Yankee Kevin Cash. After that, Girardi pulled Hughes for Marte – not willing to take any chances. Aside from that 6th, Hughes was good at limiting the damage. But it was clear that he did not have his best stuff today.
He still is in line for an All-Star spot.
The bullpen did its job today. Damaso Marte got out of the 6th just fine. Chan Ho-in Park pitched a scoreless 7th, Joba threw a scoreless 8th, and the Great Mariano closed it out with a scoreless 9th.
Defensive Analysis: Despite the wet weather, which usually makes things messy on the field, the Yankees played solid defense today, with individuals making sparkling plays. In te 3rd, Ramiro Pena made a gorgeous diving play on a liner to rob Michael Bourn of a potential extra-base hit. Ramiro seems to do something big, even if it is small, in every game he plays. Brett Gardner made a nice leaping play in the 7th on a deep fly ball by Carlos Lee. Glad to hear that his thumb is stable enough for him to play.
Offensive Analysis: It took the Yankees a little while to get on the board, but when they did, they did it loudly. In the 4th, Robbie Cano tied up the game at 1 with a solo home run, his 13th of the season. Then Posada, Gardner, and rookie Chad Huffman (cutie!) walked to load the bases for Ramiro Pena. Ramiro once again delivered, knocking in 2 runs with a single and giving the Yankees their first lead of the day – a lead they held on to.
The Yankees were extremely patient at the plate today. In the 5th, Granderson, Cano, and Swisher walked to load the bases for who: Jorge Posada. Facing the same situation as yesterday, Jorge had the same mindset: get a good pitch, and put a good swing on it. Lucky for him, the results were the same. On a 2-0 count, Posada got a pitch to hit, and launched it into the right field seats – the same spot as yesterday – for his second grand slam in as many days! I knew he was going to hit that. I said it:
“Wouldn’t it be something if Jorge went deep again? Oh my…haha then I guess I can’t be saying how I want Cervelli in his place anymore. OH MY…HOLY JESUS….he DID do it! AW! JORGE!!!! GRAND SLAM!”
Hip hip, JORGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was the first time a Yankee hit a grand slam in consecutive days since Bill Dickey, another catcher great, did it in 1937. But more importantly, it gave the Yankees a 7-1 lead. If yesterday didn’t give Jorge confidence, today definitely did.
The Yanks scored their final 2 runs in te 6th inning on RBI singled by Swisher and Gardner, giving the team a 9-5 lead. And that was how it ended.
Congrats Yankees on sweeping the Astros! The heroes for today’s finale win are Ramiro Pena, for his glove and clutch bat, Brett Gardner, for the same reasons as Ramiro, and Jorge Posada for his astonishing feat of pure beastness at the plate today. Jorge, although it seems sometimes that I don’t like you, it’s not true. I really DO like you. It’s just that I LOVE Francisco Cervelli….you know…..love…as in, like….looooove ♥ I love you too, though. But I don’t have these fantasies about you that involve…..things…
Trust me, it’s probably better this way 😉
1st Of Many Walkoffs for Yanks
Don’t you hate it when you are so tired and you know it’s late, but you don’t go to bed and then by the time you DO go to bed, you aren’t tired anymore? I usually hate this. But last night, I didn’t mind it one bit. I laid there for awhile, knowing I should get a good night’s sleep because it was only Monday (well, almost Tuesday at this point), but it was the peaceful kind of not sleeping. And eventually, I drifted asleep with comforting images of my Yankees. Yes, my Yankees…they played an amazingly dramatic game Monday night – I game I don’t think I will forget.
Pitching Analysis: Joe Girardi did what I thought he would do, although it didn’t please me. He skipped over my Javier in favor of the Phenom Phil Hughes to start the series opener. But to everyone’s surprise, Hughes struggled mightily. Hughes let a large lead slip away, on the strength of homers by Ortiz and Martinez. Phil only pitched 5 innings, and allowed 5 runs on 6 hits, turning the once easy-night for the Yanks into an outright nail-biter.
Hughes…I can’t believe YOU made me nervous…
The bullpen sent me onto the brink of insanity. Boone Logan surrendered a solo home run to V-Mart. But he wasn’t the scary one. Chan Ho Park, fresh off the DL, couldn’t keep it in the park. Deja vu. He allowed Pukilis to hit a monster 2-run home run, which turned the tides into the Red Sox favor, because they finally had the lead. It was detrimental to my confidence, and, I thought, to the Yankees’ confidence as well.
Damaso Marte flirted with disaster when he put 2 men on base in the 8th inning. With 2 out, Girardi made a bold move: he brought in Javier Vazquez. This was it – it was Javier’s first time relieving for the Yankees since the ’04 Damon grand slam tragedy. It was Javier’s time to redeem himself and give the Yankees a chance to win. And he did. And they did. Javier stuckout the always-dangerous Youkilis, ending the Red Sox rally.
Good job, Javy ♥
Offensive Analysis: The Yankees got out of the gates quickly and scored a boatload of runs early. In the 1st, Jeter and Gardner singled, Teixeira walked, A-Rod hit a 2-run single, Cano hit an RBI single, Cervelli got an RBI double, and Thames got a sac fly. Add that all up, and by the end of the 1st, the Yankees smashed Dice-K around well enough for a 5-0 lead. In the 2nd, Tex added another run with an RBI double. That made it 6-1.
The Red Sox inched closer, and the Yankee bats died a bit. Marcus Thames added to the now-slim lead with an RBI double in the 5th, making it 7-5 Yankees. But after this, the Yankees failed to score again. Well, until later…..
After Park blew the lead, the momentum shifted in favor of the Red Sox. But after Javier struckout Youk, the momentum was back in favor of the Yankees. And just in time – it was the bottom of the 9th. Crunch time. Comeback time for the Drama Club. But they would have to do it off Jonathan Papelbon. They’ve already embarrassed him once this season – but Granderson was not around to hit another homer off him. It was up to heart of the Yankee order.
Brett Gardner led off the bottom of the 9th with a double. The Yankees needed 2 runs to tie, 3 to win. Mark Teixeira hit a deep fly ball to right-center, but it was caught for an out. I thought it was gone and jumped up. But it wasn’t. I thought the ball wasn’t carrying anymore. Thank God I was wrong.
Alex Rodriguez, the Drama King of the Drama Club, stepped up to the plate with hopes of keeping the rally going. I begged to the TV, “Ohhh….Come on A-Rod…Please, please do something baby…”
Papelbon threw the pitch, and A-Rod connected. I was ready to jump up, but I stopped myself – not wanting to jinx it like I did with Teixeira’s. Was I seeing things? I gasped, “Oh!.” It was really going. Going, going….GONE! A-Rod did it again! His 2-run, storybook home run tied up the game at 9, and sent the stadium and my living room into an unbridled frenzy of cheers. My Grandma and I high-fived. Our boys were alive. But they were more than that – they were revived, ready for a comeback. I knew then that the pie was going to happen that inning.
Haha…what NOW Papelbon???
After Cano hit a ball well for an out, my darling baby Francisco Cervelli came up to bat. Sensing his excitement, I too was excited. I thought he would get the pie. Papelbon decided to throw a hissy fit. He decided to ruin my fantasies, and send me back into a painful reality.
The pitch was too fast and too inside, I knew that right away. Francisco tried to get out of the way, but he couldn’t. All I saw was that it was up and in – I didn’t know where it got him. I was immediately thinking of his poor little head, although I knew it didn’t get him there. As it turned out, it his Cervelli in his sexy tricep, and he was mad. And I was mad. Rightfully so. I screamed when he was hit, and my little brother came out from his bedroom only to say, “Hey! I’m trying to sleep here…no more screaming!!!”
No one does that to MY baby on purpose….
Marcus Thames then came up, and I was still annoyed that Cervelli wouldn’t be the hero. But before I even had the chance to pout, or think anything, Papelbon threw the pitch. I knew Thames’s claim to fame was that he could crush a fastball. He was sitting dead-red. Indeed it was a fastball. Indeed, Thames crushed it. This was a no-doubter. Marcus Thames hit a beastly walkoff, 2-run home run off the most arrogant obnoxious excuse for a pitcher in baseball. He touched the plate, threw his helmet, and the celebration began. Ignoring my brother’s request for silence, I screamed. We won! How could I not?
Yankee teammates get ready to mob Marcus.
Everyone knew what was to come next: In Marcus’s on-field interview, all hears were on Marcus, but all eyes were scrambling around, looking for the Pie Man. Slowly, stealthily, A.J. Burnett emerged from the dugout, and squished that pie into Thames’s smiling face. Direct hit. The crowd went wild.
That’s a hot look for him 😉
And so concluded my wonderful Monday evening. Yankees win it 11-9. The heroes for this Yankees Classic-worthy victory are Javier Vazquez, for proving he can do it and for shifting the momentum, A-Rod, for his game-tying big fly, and Marcus Thames, for winning it in walkoff fashion. Walkoff….the Yankees have a knack for getting into the knack of walkoffs. Once they get a pie, they want more and more.
If you start them up, believe me – they’ll NEVER stop…
Tough Series in Detroit for Yanks
So today in school I was dreading to go to gym as I always do. And as always, gym period came. For the first time since like….well…ever, I had fun in gym. We played baseball! Only with a squishy ball and a wiffle bat. My team was awesome. Our whole lineup, which consisted of Rafael, Megan, Leland, Zach, Stephen, Jackie, and me, exploded with offense. And our pitching was great, thanks to Raf who filled in for the gym teacher. And the defense, especially Megan and Stephen, were on top of their game. We won in blowout fashion, something like 19-3. Our team was consistently good througout.
Why can’t my Yankees do this?
It’s frustrating….This past series in Detriot was utterly dreadful, with exception to game 3 in which Phil Hughes continued to shine and the offense woke up. I’m beginning to worry – have the injuries actually caught up with this club?
The fact is, the Yankee lineup just isn’t as intimidating at all. On Opening Day, the best bunch were sent out there:
- Derek Jeter, SS
- Nick Johnson, DH
- Mark Teixeira, 1B
- Alex Rodriguez, 3B
- Robinson Cano, 2B
- Jorge Posada, C
- Curtis Granderson, CF
- Nick Swisher, RF
- Brett Gardner, LF
Take away Nick Johnson and Curtis Granderson. Then you have Marcus Thames and Randy Winn filling in. But if they play, then there is no one on the bench. Except Ramiro Pena and Cervelli (♥) Not to be mean, but Ramiro really stank the other day. He came up 3, I repeat 3 times with men on base/in scoring position, and made unproductive outs every time. Guys like Greg Golson and Juan Meranda are emerging, but are far from the quality of the Big names.
Wake up, cutie! You used to be so clutch…
Our pitching has been relatively icky lately as well. Javier Vazquez was very solid in his start, going 7 innings for the first time all season. Injuries to pitchers like Pettitte, Park, and Aceves have hurt the pitching staff. Sergio Mitre started for Andy the other day and wasn’t great. Sorry Sergio, you weren’t. David Robertson has been a nightmare out of the ‘pen. CC and A.J. both got knocked around too much in their last starts. It’s scary when the guys you really depend on fail you. A.J. goes tonight….I hope he fixed himself.
CC I was disappointed with you yesterday. I hope you do better next time, my Hefty-Lefty ♥
I know, I know…the team is just going through a bad stretch. But can they really afford to do this? Now? The Rays haven’t stopped winning. And tonight marks the start of an extremely hard part of the schedule for my Yanks: 3 against the Twins, 2 against the Red Sox (I’m still enraged at Josh Beckett), 2 against the Rays, and then 3 on the road against the Mets. These are games that the Yankees have to win, or else it’s gonna look bad.
But maybe….hmmm….maybe this bad stretch DID come at a good time….Maybe since they did bad the past series, the odds are in their favor to go on a nice long winning streak. And, maybe since Derek Jeter only got 3 hits in like 30 at-bats on this road trip, maybe he’s ready to wake up now. Yeah….and Cano will get hot again, because odds are he won’t be in a cold stretch for too long. And A.J. will beast tonight because, well, he’s a beast. Javy will follow up with another good start. CC will bounce back C “Cy” style. Robertson will find it. Cervelli will keep being sexy. And eventually, my wounded-warriors, Curtis GrandyMan (miss you baby ♥), Nicky-J, DandyAndy, Ace, and Chan Ho will come back.
Things will get better for my Yankees. Just as they did for me. My AP’s are OVER, and I miraculously survived. And I had fun in gym today? When does that happen?
Only 14 real school days left. Whoa. Then it’s practically summer, and in summer I can blog everyday again…. I bet a lot will happen in these 14 days, for me and for the Yankees. I bet we get some of our hurt players back, and the other guys will get hot again. And some guys, like Francisco Cervelli-welli-jelli-belli ♥♥♥ will remain hot all year long.
Jesus…I waaaaant him ♥♥♥♥
Oh yeah….I sure love these guys. Good luck tonight boys!
Yanks Have Last Laugh in Game 1 Win
Josh Beckett is the biggest baby I have ever seen. God I just hate him so much. Everything about him annoys me, but after last night, I developed a pure, passionate hatred for the guy. No one hurts my babies like that. No one. He is a heartless, horrible, not to mention UGLY excuse of a pitcher. He thinks he’s all that….tossing 95 mph fastballs and the precious Yankee bodies as if they were nothing…as if their bodies were as grotesque as HIS…
…I almost threw up at this…eeew
Okay, okay that’s not really fair…he doesn’t look like that.
….Okay I did throw up this time…..
Yeah, so Beckett thinks he’s funny….he thinks he’s hot….he thinks he’s a good pitcher. LOLZ. Well, despite everything he did last night, it was my Yankees who came out on top in blowout-style. The good guys won 10-3.
Pitching Analysis: Phil Hughes is a beast. Is he human? I’m really not sure…Last night, Hughes pitched 7 innings, allowing 2 measly runs to the Smelly Sox. Ha. I guess he didn’t have to hit the Red Sox to get even…he just shut ’em out. I wish he didn’t have that innings limit this year. I mean, how could the Yankees skip him? Or limit him? I think they should let him be free. Let him grow. Besides, it’s not like his innings are stressful anyway. In 32 innings this season, Hughes has given up just 17 hits. Those are some pretty sexy numbers 😉
Offensive Analysis: The offense had an explosion last night, but I wasn’t happy about all of it to say the least. Nick Swisher’s monster 3-run homer in the 4th sent baby-Beckett into a little hissy fit. The 6th inning was especially messy.
He’s Swishalicious 😉
Let me see if I can list all the heartless moves Beckett made last night.
-He hit Robbie Cano in the kneecap in the 6th, which knocked him out of the game. After the pitch that hit Robbie was thrown back to the mound, Beckett caught it and smiled. This sent me into my continuous, “Oh no!!!!!” shrieks.
-He threw inside at Nick Swisher; it looked like it would have neutered him if it hit him…it was near that area. Swisher jack-knived out of the way, and Beckett was angry at that. He probably tried hitting him for revenge after the homer. This sent me into my throw-the-shoe-at-the-TV-and-aim-for-Beckett’s-worthless-balls-to-try-and-neuter-him-myself-mode.
-He threw at my Cervelli’s (♥) head TWICE in that game. Once in the 4th after he stepped out of the batter’s box, and once in the 6th with a full count. This sent me into a cursing rampage. I was boiling…on the verge of boiling over. I don’t know how I contained myself.
-He hit my captain, Derek Jeter, square in the back right on his #2. Jeet span around in pain, the poor thing. This one made me boil over: I went into an unbridled rage. I took off my other shoe, and Phil Hughes style, I threw it 95 mph at the TV. I picked up my blog notebook and violently smashed it against the arm of the couch, losing my pen in the process. Screaming, cursing Beckett throughout the whole explosion, I then made fists – fists so hard I still have nail imprints in my hands. I wanted to punch him, but that was impossible. The TV had endured enough carnage already from my shoes, so instead I punched myself in the thighs repeatedly.
Hearing the whole ordeal, my Mom ran in and stopped me. I don’t think she cared about me punching myself, because all she said was, “I NEVER SAY WORDS LIKE THAT…STOP IT!!!!! STOP IT! BEFORE DADDY HEARS YOU!” Too late. My Dad was already there, giving me that same old lecture about how my mother never said a curse before and I’m disgracing the family by not acting like the lady my mother is. Disregarding everything he said, I yelped, “HE’S HITTING EVERYONE!…CANO, JETER, HE SCARED CERVELLI AND SWISHER…..RRRRRRRRR I HATE THAT GUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
I almost started to cry here. Images of hurt Yankees kept flashing through my mind. Seeing them in pain pained me too much. I wish I could have taken the hits for them. I really do.
Eventually, I calmed down and felt a little better. I was then happy that the Yankees kept scoring and scoring and scoring. By the end of the that 6th inning, they had a 9-1 lead. My emotions were crazy. I was sadistic to Beckett, mournful for my Yanks, and overjoyed with the offense. Weirdest PMS ever…
I was a little annoyed that the Yankees didn’t retaliate last night. I mean, they were all angry. Jorge looked like he was ready to charge the mound. CC looked dangerous. A-Rod was spewing expletives all over the place about Beckett. So why didn’t they get even?
Now now…I know what some of you are thinking “He didn’t do it on purpose. They were accidents.”
That is quite an ignorant remark. Here’s how it went down: Beckett was cruising along, striking guys out, chewing his gum in that annoying way he does. Then Nick Swisher got smart, and took advantage of the hanging curveball and planted it into the centerfield stands. Beckett was mad. Then in the 6th, he got into more trouble. His team’s offense wasn’t doing much, and he could tell his stuff on the mound was not as good as it was in the first half of the game. He decided, since he knew he was going to stink anyway, to make things “fun” for himself. “Fun” for the ruthless barbarian means killing Yankees. He intentionally tried to take out the Yankees. That’s why he was annoyed when Swisher moved out of the way. He figured, “Hey. I’m starting to lose my command. I’m going to stink and have to come out anyway, so I’ll hit the Yankees. Even with bases loaded. Pshh…I don’t care. Cuz I’m Josh Beckett and I’m a big baby.”
I believe it. I believe he would do that. After all, he plays for the Red Sox. Unlike the Yankees, the Red Sox don’t get the classier guys for their team. They get disgraceful, heartless people like Beckett.
Yankees, I’m sorry about last night. But I’m glad you won. You poor guys…all bruised up like that…mmmm….that’s kinda sexy…..but it makes me feel just awful. You guys need some TLC. I’ll make your boo-boos better ♥
Go out there today and have no mercy. Make me proud, boys.
I love you guys ♥
Yanks Drop Final Game in Oakland
The answer is no. Why should anyone care about this loss? I mean, think about it: The Yankees still won the series, as well as every other series so far in the young season. Phil Hughes was fabulous the other night in his flirt with history, and CC didn’t do too shabby today. Texy-wexy may finally be ready to break free from his April power-outage at the plate. My baby Cervelli caught today and did a great job. It just so happens that the other team scored more runs. No biggy. The Yankees lost to the A’s 4-2, but still won the series.
Pitching Analysis: C “Cy” Sabathia struggled early, then kind of settled down and pitched the whole game, but took the “L” anyway. His first inning was a little rough…perhaps he was nervous about playing in front of his family? Whatever the reason, CC couldn’t fint the plate. After allowing 2 walks, Kurt Suzuki came up. Cervelli called a fastball in the middle of the plate to get CC back into strike-throwing mode. This was a good idea – except the fact that Suzuki crushed the fastball way way back outta the park in left, for a 3-run homer. Eew. 3-0 A’s.
On the day, CC pitched the full 8 innings. His pitch-count was low, just 97, but he threw only 51 strikes. My hefty-lefty walked a hefty-handful of 6 Athletics, while only striking out 5. All 4 runs he allowed were earned. But considering that his stuff was not sharp today, CC did a nice job. He kept us in the game, and kept the winded bullpen out of it. If the Yankees won, I would have counted CC as a hero for the victory.
Defensive Analysis: The defense was friggin’ AMAZING today. I saw something today for the first time in my life….maybe it will be the last time. Yep. I saw it. I saw the history! THE TRIPLE PLAY!!! In the 6th, Barton led of with a single, Sweeney followed with a walk, then Kurt Suzuki came up. OMG it was awesome: He hit a sharp grounder to A-Rod, who stepped on the 3rd base bag. Then, instinctively, Alex fired a strike to Cano at 2nd, who smoothly as always fired a strike to 1st into the glove of Nick Johnson. It wasn’t even close! Suzuki was out!
Witness the AWESOMENESS:
I thought this play would spark the Yankee bats. But I was wrong…
Offensive Analysis: The offense was pretty dead today. Not much went on aside from Marcus Thames’s solo bomb in the 5th and Mark Teixeira’s homer in the 6th. They didn’t hit with runners in scoring position. Actually, they barely had any chances. They were 0-4 in those situations. Dallas Braden just kept them off-balance all night long. Oh well!
So the Yankees lost. Hey, it’s going to happen. But you know what? It really is okay. This is the best start the boys have had in a long time. And they didn’t play badly – they just were beaten. My hat goes off to Braden and Suzuki of the A’s.
I’m likin’ the situation this team is in. Tied for 1st in the AL East with a sparkling 11-4 record?
Hey, I’ll take it.
Phil Hughes and Phil Coke
Both of the Philthies were essential in the Yankees quest, and the completion of the quest, for #27. The righty and the lefty, both young, cute, dominant Yankee relievers who should be here a long time, are who I miss most today.
Phil Hughes was arguably the reason the Yankees made it to the postseason. He began the year as a starter, and his numbers were less than flattering. Into the bullpen he went, and he transformed into a different pitcher. Hughes became more confident on the mound, and trusted his stuff. He pounded the strike zone, throwing 96 mph fastballs right by the everyone. Hughes finished the season with a 3.03 ERA and 96 K’s in 86 innings. He was a real beast.
Phil Coke was a huge reason why the Yankees even made it to the postseason. A huge responsibility was thrust upon him this year. Damaso Marte went down with an injury, an injury that was going to take the majority of the year to recover from. So little Phil Coke now had to be the only lefty of the bullpen. He had a huge job. He was the guy that came out of the pen to get out those big lefties, like steroid-monster Ortiz of the Red Sox. Cokey did his job well.
One thing I will never forget about Phil Hughes was that hair. Hughes began the year with a normal crew cut. But as the year went on, his hair grew. And he didn’t do anything about it. It just kept getting longer, and poofier, and it stuck out of his hat in a funny way. It was kind of distracting, and he looked silly. But he was pitching well. So I was like, “Phil, your hair looks funny, but if you keep pitching this well, I’ll grow to love it.”
Phil Coke never did anything weird with his hair. But he does look like somebody…
Coke looks a little like….
…that wrestler! AJ Styles!
Haha. That made me feel a little better. This Yankee withdrawl is slowly killing me. Philthies: Huggies and Cokey, I miss you guys. Both of you were beasts out of the bullpen. I hope to see you as the bridge to Mo for a long time. Enjoy the offseason, and Happy Thanksgiving!
Yanks Take Series Lead!!!
I’m getting excited. I can’t help myself. The Phillies have won 11 of their last 12 postseason home games, and the Yankees beat them last night! No matter what, the Yankees will not lose this series on the road. Game 3 was a great game. I didn’t do anything for Halloween, it was just my quintessential Saturday: watching my Yankees win. What could be better? The Yankees beat the Phils 8-5.
Pitching Analysis: Andy Pettitte started last night, and he did a pretty good job. He went 6 innings and allowed 4 runs on 5 hits, and struckout 7. He had a rough 2nd inning in which he allowed 3 runs. Werth homered, the bases became loaded and he walked in a run, and the Victorino got a sac fly to give the Phils a 3-0 lead. Andy served up another solo shot to Werth in the 6th.
Another postseason win for Andy.
The so-called “shaky” bullpen was not shaky last night; in fact it was quite solid. I have to admit, I was nervous when Joba came out to start the 7th. But he really did a nice job, pitching a 1-2-3 7th. In the 8th, it was Damaso Marte’s turn, the only reliever besides Mo whom I had confidence in. And he really dealt. He pitched a 1-2-3 8th, and struckout 2 of 3 hitters. Phil Hughes started the 9th. He got 1 out, but then served up a solo homer to Ruiz. I don’t know what to think about that. I mean, they had a 4 run lead, so I don’t blame him for throwing strikes. But when he was good, he threw strikes and struck everyone out. I don’t know. Anyway, after allowing that homer, Hughes was pulled for Mo, who got the next 2 guys out to nail down the victory for the Yanks.
Offensive Analysis: The offense did explode last night, but it took the Yanks awhile to get something started off Hamels. Finally in the 4th, a rally begun. The Yankees were down 3-0 at the start of the inning. Mark Teixeira drew a seemingly-innocent 1 out walk. Then the big man game to the plate. Alex Rodriguez, who was previously 0-8 in this World Series, looked to provide a spark for the Yanks. He hit a ball deep to right that was heading out, but it bounced back into the park in an odd way. I thought it was a homer, but they said it was a double. The Yanks asked for instant replay, and the umps correctly ruled it a homer. Yay! 3-2 now.
Is is gone?
In the 5th, the Yankee bats were loud. Nick Swisher led off with a double. I think it is safe to say he broke out of his slump last night. Melky Cabrera then struckout, and I was like “Darn, Melky, now Pettitte has to bat. Way to strand the runner.” I spoke too soon. Andy Pettitte smashed a solid single up the middle, which scored Nick Swisher! An RBI single for Pettitte? Hey, I’ll take it! And a funky, awkward slide by Swish.
…..okay then,……that’s Swish for you……
The Yanks weren’t done yet. Jeet singled, and Johnny Damon drove in 2 more runs with a double! That gave the Yanks a 5-3 lead, a lead that they would never give up.
The Yanks added on 1 run in each of the next 3 innings. In the 6th, Swish hit a solo homer to give his team a 6-3 lead. In the 7th, Jorge drove in a run with an RBI single to make it 7-4. And in the 8th, Hideki Matsui came off the bench and hit an opposite-field solo homer to make it 8-4 Yanks. It was nice to see some extra runs.
This game was pretty exciting. The Yankees were down 3-0, and wound up coming back and winning 8-5. The heroes for this well-played game are Andy Pettitte, for pitching nicely and for being clutch with the bat, Nick Swisher, for coming out of his slump, and Arod, for proving that he is not slumping and for proving wrong the stupid FOX announcers. Haha. It’s Ryan Howard who stinks. He was 0-4 with 3 K’s last night. He’s a bum.
Great job, Yanks. We are so close!!! The closest we’ve been in years!!!! AAAHHH!!!
Lemme see this 2 more times!!!!