By early this week, unless there is a coal mining disaster, our backup catcher will again be the steady, dutiful, glacial, enjoyable and ernest Jose Molina.
That's fine. Molina deserves to keep his job. An injury is an injury.
But before Francisco Cervelli arrived May 7, we were 14 and 15... a game under .500 and floundering.
Now we are 14 games over and a game behind Boston.
Cervelli launched our first resurgence by catching Sabathia's shutout. He launched our second with the home run against Atlanta, breaking up a perfect game bid.
Again, no disrepect to Molina... but there may not be another team in baseball that would send Cervelli back to the minors.
And all this talk about the catcher-rich Yankee farm system? Bah.
We have our catcher of the future... as long as the coal mine doesn't collapse.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Francisco Cervelli prepares to leave, just as he arrived... with a winning streak
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