So . . . wow.
But still, one of thoss games you knew, just knew, the home team would break through.
(They always do, except when they don't.)
The pitching cards fell New York's way, the last Red Sox pitcher looked like the kid IT sends over to fix your computer, and even the close calls in the 14th hat went against the Yankees (both Hinske and Mely hit scalding long drives with a speedster on second. Each time, the Yankee batsman raised their arms in triumph halfway down the first base line. Then each saw, one after the other, sees Drew's twisting, lunging catch, then a foul ball by inches.
No, I thought, this was still going to work. When A-Rod swung in the 15th I shouted, "That's it!" as I jumped in the air. And so it was.
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Great game watched all 5 1/2 hours of it (in between shuttling kids to and from Friday night sleepovers and picking up pizza, but then I was treated to John Sterling on XM radio) and loved all 15 innings. Some obsevations:
AJ Burnett seems to like the big stage, and is pitching like it's a contract year in August.
Red Sox 3&4 hitters don't scare me like they use to in the past.
The Yankees have the best 7,8,9 hitters in baseball.
It seemed like the Red Sox kept bringing up relief pitchers inning by inning that had 3.00 ERA's save that kid in the 15th.
Robbie-Boy
That was a game for the ages! From the 10th inning on, the drama for me was keeping the Sawx scoreless in their half of the inning. When Bruney was brought in, I thought it was over for sure. Who "woulda thunk" that he would come through like he did. That last Boston pitcher looked like he would have felt more at home sitting in a Pachinko parlor on the Ginza smoking a Marlboro.
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