Saturday, September 22, 2012

Yankees 10, A's 9 (14)

So . . . tell you who was most responsible for today's victory. Me. When the A's went up 9-5 in the thirteenth, I turned off the TV and thought to myself, Okay. Now if they come back and win, I can hate myself for not having seen it. Sort of the reverse of tempting karma. Whaddya know, it worked. Did stay long enough to see Ibanez. If I had a ten year-old son, and brought hiom to the game, I'd point out that bullet-headed redass and say, "See that guy? That's how you need to play." I remember thinking CC, Swisher and Tex did the necessary work of making the Yankees meaner, giving them that chippy edge they needed and that Jeter, A-Rod, Cano, Pettitte, Granderson and Mo just couldn't supply. Ibanez adds to the effort. Flipped back and forth long enough to hear Remy and the NESN guys describe another pathetic Red Sox collapse. I forget who said it: last year, when the O's could spoil the Red Sox' season, they played like they, not Boston, were in the Wild Card hunt. And when Robert Mandino's blooper dropped in front of Carl Crawford, Baltimore celebrated as if they'd just won Game 7 of the World Series. So you think, given the opportunity for revenge, Boston would . . . . nah, never mind. One game up. And around the far turn . . .

1 comment:

sundeviljoe said...

I too, decided to flip back to college football which is my favorite thing to watch on Autumn Saturdays. I accidentally discovered the game was still on and I had to resort to listening to it on Sirius on the way to tailgating.
Great finish but it is frustrating to have meaningful September games cut into College football