Saturday, April 6, 2013
Posted by el duque at 6:58 AM
Yeah, that's right. It's as if you're telling God: "Screw you, Old Man! I'm not afraid anymore! What more can you do to me? Hell with this! You go Yahweh, and I'll go mine!"
Youk at short. That's today's backup plan. A divine comedy, is it not?
If Jason Nix goes down - as we know he will - Cervelli will move to 3B, which he played in some mixed office softball league - and Youk will take over at SS. I am not making this up. That's Girardi's plan. The Yankees - the Walking Dead - are so handcuffed with injured players, disappointing prospects and - well - scrap heap acquisitions that we'll never play but still don't want to lose - (I'm talking about you, Thomas Neal) - that we have to survive until Eduardo Nunez's bone bruise heals with a bench as thin as a coat of Windex. And if that means playing catchers in the infield, so be it.
Nuni is listed as "day-to-day." Translated from Yankee language, that usually means a week.
It's comical. It's a Benny Hill sketch. It's North Korea, without the nukes. I'd yell, "What else can go wrong?" but we all know what kind of juju that conjures.
Insert sigh here.
Yesterday, listening to John and Suzyn talk about the Tigers lineup was like hearing a toad describe a bullfrog: You could not help but hear the envy in their voices. At one point, John was going through the first five batters in the Detroit order, and you would have thought he was describing the 1927 Yankees. ("That Austin Jackson, he just keeps getting better and better.") Unspoken - but quite apparent - was the notion that we don't even belong on the same field.
And soon Youkilis will be playing short.
A couple more tweaks, and who knows? Mariano playing left? Don't laugh. We'll need an OF far more than a closer.