Sunday night produced one of the great Yank splits of all time -- going 2 and 2 at home against Boston.
Whoopie.
OK, you're thinking: How can these Negative Nellies at IIH, IIF, IIc sit there in their whipped cream-soft catbird blog seats, whining after two memorable wins? What does it take to uplift them: A naked Pamela Anderson shooting streams of dollar coins from her nipples?
No.
That wouldn't interest us. Not one bit.
All we want is for people to drive in a run now and then with two outs.
And that when we play a critical series at home, we go 3-1, not 2-2-.
Win. A. Series. At. Home.
(OK, if they were, say, $20 gold pieces, we could find titilation by a naked Pamela Anderson shooting streams of cash from her nipples. But that's it. Larger demoninations.)
No more splits.
The Artistis Formerly Known as the Devil Rays come to town tomorrow.
Win it or lose it.
We can't play .500 ball forever.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Yankiverse Celebrates Titantic Split
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From the headline I was expecting a story on A-Rod's impending divorce. Not that I could offer any help. Some relationships are past fixing.
I don't know what you are expecting.
This is a .500 team. 2Ws and 2Ls is a .500 formula.
Why oh why didn't that mangey dog die?
4 games back in the wild card just before the all-star break. Yep, let's raise the white flag.
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