This is what it’s come down to: The most exciting moment for the Yankees, and their fans, in this game tonight was a loud (pinch at-bat) flyball out that almost made it to the warning track by Andy Phillips in the 8th inning.
“Now look at me.
I’m wet nurse to a last-place, dead-to-the-neck-up ball club…
…and I’m choking to death!”
Those are the words that come to my mind when I watch this team play these days. Lifeless. The Yankees play with about as much energy as a koala on quaaludes.
An electric cattle prod! An electric cattle prod! My kingdom for an electric cattle prod!
Actually, I could use about ten of them – just to try and get this team to show some life.