I really thought Worm Killer Wang was going to get the perfect game today. But, actually, my early thoughts in this game were not only on him.
Just at the start of the game, I heard John Sterling say (on the radio) that opponents had batted .492 against Jeff Weaver, so far this season (coming into the game). Yes, four-ninety-two. When I heard that, my first thought was “Now, watch, this S.O.B. is going to handcuff the Yankees today.” And, it looked like it was happening…as Weaver kept the Yankees in check for five…before he blew up in the sixth (and New York put the game on ice).
Back to Wang, once he got through six, I started to think about how cool it would be to have the Cinco de Mayo perfecto…as it would be like Rags’ no-hitter on July 4th (1983). The event overlap with the holiday would give the pitching achievement even greater recall connective power.
Once Worm Killer reached the seventh, all I could think was “Don’t let me hear the words ‘Past-a-diving Jeter.’ Don’t let me hear the words ‘Past-a-diving Jeter’…” But, Ben Broussard put an end to all that the next inning.
Bummer. Still, a helluva game by Wang today. He’s something special.