I was at a work function last night in Hoboken (at the City Bistro). I decided to duck out a little early and got to my car just at the start of the bottom of the 7th.
Listening in, as the Indians took the lead, and hearing the recap of the game to that point (and, this was all before the top of the 9th), I’m thinking to myself:
“OK, Leiter walks every batter that he sees the other night and can’t make it out of the 3rd. Moose is lights out yesterday and then, for no reason, implodes and gives up a bucket of runs. Cano’s bunting with two strikes and muffing plays. And, tonight, Giambi and Matsui make two bad plays and Embree walks a guy that he had no business walking…………..what is this? Is this 1919? Are these the White Sox and not the Yankees?”
And, then, A-Rod and Giambi save the game. Thank goodness – because to drop another game back would have been a huge nail in the coffin.
I saw in the ESPN.com recap that “During the bottom of the sixth, New York’s Randy Johnson, armed with a dustpan and broom, assisted one of the bat boys in sweeping the dugout floor.”
I’m sorry that I missed that. I loved watching that bat boy work in the first two games (that I saw). Yes, he looked like the son of Hideki Irabu. But, the kid is one hard worker. Always nice to see.