I’ve been feeling rather superstitious lately. It’s one of the main reasons why I haven’t written in over a week. The other being that I had company who didn’t have a clue about baseball and I HAD to entertain. What a cramp in my style.
I was in Baltimore for the game on the May 9th. A-Rod was back, tons of Yankee fans in the stands. Hughes was on the mound and I had great hopes. So did Jeff Levinson, who sat behind me with his fiancée. This game was a college graduation present for Jeff. With Hughes giving up 8 runs in the 2nd, and after further innings of commiserating with my fellow fan, I soon realized that he would have rather gotten an enema than watch this debacle. I felt his pain, and kept thinking , “ok, A-Rod’s back. It’s gonna turn around now. HE TOLD ME SO”. But he went 0-3 with a walk, after going yard the night before on the first pitch of his first at bat. A good friend of mine tells me, repeatedly, that “you can’t count on them. Don’t get your hopes up Megan.” He actually told me that he was going to buy a KC Royals hat BUT they were sold out of his big head size on MLB.com. Well, you know what? The next time I talk to him, I’m going to get all Harry Kalas (may he rest in peace) on his ***. I’ve got high hopes baby, and you ain’t stopping my 4 train of thought.
Numbers and pie.
Say all that you want to about Alex Rodriguez. The man has come to save the day, just like he told me in my dream. That cape is a-flowin’. Since his return, the Yanks are 9-2. He’s hit 4 dingers in 4 consecutive games. Teixeira and Damon have become the Wonder Twins to his Superman. Rodriguez is a catalyst. And there has been a major reaction to his return. Teixeira’s batting average has jumped almost 50 points in 10 games, along with doubling his RBIs to 30 in the same period of time. Damon has been on fire, with his slugging percentage well above .600. The starting pitching has come around. CC has won his last 3 starts, striking out 7 batters, in 7 innings to achieve the Yankees 7th straight win, after the Yankees scored 7 runs in the bottom of the 7th (now you know why I want to gamble). The bullpen isn’t as shaky, with Coke even earning his first major league save. Three walk-off home run wins, in three back-to-back-to-back games. A feat that hasn’t been done by the Yankees since 1972. Solid performances by Cabrera, Cervelli, Gardiner and Cash have helped. And even though A.J. Burnett was the last Yankee pitcher to lose a game in the past 11 match-ups, he has started what hopes to be the new Yankee tradition of taking a pie in the face. A positive pie. The negativity has to end. And my high hopes are telling me that’s it’s only going to get better, especially with Bruney coming off the DL yesterday.
Tonight sees Hughes against Guthrie. My negative thoughts want to scream “oh good God”. I was witness to Hughes’ last start against Baltimore. While I may not bet that Hughes will go 8 innings, striking out 8 batters for the Yankees 8th straight win, I refuse to let the Donny Downer thoughts of my friend, who seemed ready to jump ship, seep back into my head. This is a different team than it was before May 8th. The fight and fun are back. Even Girardi has been smiling. Hughes needs the vibes of the past 12 days to resonate in his fastball. Unlike my AL Central, bandwagon jumping friend, I HAVE faith. I’ve been a Yankee fan since birth. You DON’T jump ship.
A.J.- get the pie ready. Victories are sweet.
Ok, so I’ve been hiding the past couple of days. As much as I wanted so badly to charter “The He-Man (or women) Mo Haters Club” after Thursday night’s loss, I decided to keep my mouth shut. And besides, if I DID write, no one would have been able to understand it anyway because it would have been written in Wingdings font. You can take the girl out of the Bronx, but you can’t take the Bronx out of the girl, and quite frankly, it would have been very apparent that I suffer from New York Tourette ‘s Syndrome.
CC! You finally did what we’re paying you to do!!!! You can have your Twinkies back now. A four hit complete game shutout! Way to go big guy! This is EXACTLY what the Yankees needed last night. A pitcher that can do his job; giving the whole bullpen the night off. You were worth every penny last night CC. There’s nothing like working both sides of the plate like a fat man digging into a Swanson Hungry Man meal. Come on, we all know the brownie goes first.
Alex. What can I say? You didn’t let us down. Welcome back. As some of you may have read, Alex came to me in a dream at the start of this week. He sat on the edge of my bed telling me that he was coming to save the day, with a cape on. Put an S on your chest for Superman, baby, as Dick Vitale would say. It was Hollywood-like to see him belt one out, on a Guthrie 97 mph fastball; his first at bat; on the first pitch. I would have patted you on the *** myself Alex, if I could have reached. If this is any indication of what the rest of the season CAN be for him, and for CC for that matter, the rest of the AL East should watch their backs. The Yankees will come up behind you in the standings, like a wedgie from a bully, in an elementary school playground.
Oh, and Alex, don’t forget. Please send Manny a “thank you” note. I think you owe him one.
Let’s not forget though, that the Orioles aren’t slouches. They may be keeping the basement warm in the AL East but their lineup is formidable. Markakis, Roberts and Mora are dangerous at the plate. Phil Hughes gets the start tonight at the Yard, and I’m hoping the momentum continues for the Yanks. Remember Detroit, Phil? Bring yourself back there mentally and you’ll be aces. You know you have it kid. Use it.
I will personally be at this game tonight. I’m thinking my presence will add some extra spark (Humor me and just let me think this). Eutaw Street, here I come. And I have a 6 year old, ace heckler at my side. Watch out.
The excitement continues at Oriole Park at Camden Yards at 7:05.