Tonight: Mussina = chain saw, and, Tigers = butta.
Game = Th-uh-uh-uh-uh Yank-eeeees Win!
Boom, Boom, Boom,
Yankees bats were in tune.
They were raking tonight,
and it led to a fight.
Well, sort of – that is. On that stuff in the 7th and 8th, I must say, while three weeks ago I was on Quantrill, I’m now doing the 180 on “Q”. This evening, he won me over. I want him on my team. Good job Paul. Attaboy.
Related, in a roundabout way, this might just be the year that Joe D’s record of most big flies by a RH batter in the ‘stripes (46 in 1937) bites the dust. A-Rod is throwing some serious lumber these days. As long as Alex keeps pumping, we’re going to need someone to protect him from teams playing the old “Hit Slugger, Avoid HR, Win Cupie Doll” game.
OK, now, on to one gripe and one less serious comment.
The moan: Giambi comes out of this game in the 5th inning – the first “regular” to be lifted? Huh? Excuse me, but, doesn’t he need ABs? Or, is he already back to form and can use the rest? Yikes.
The happy ending: I finally figured out who Russ Johnson reminds me of – - it’s Bobby Hill. No, not the ballplayer with the Cubs and Pirates. Bobby Hill, the son from King of the Hill – assuming he grew up to be a baseball player. Same body type. Kinda like if Ron Cey and Greg Luzinski had a baby.
PS – anyone notice that the Yankees are 13-6 since Robinson Cano was called up?