Sunday, May 4, 2014
Posted by el duque at 7:26 AM
In my head, a toilet flushed.
Imagine Tanaka going out for, say, a month. Just consider the implications...
No. Let's not.
Right now, the Yankees have one cool element of pride in their favor. They're not the defending champs. We won't field a batting title or a home run crown. We're treading water, waiting for McCann to hit and Pineda to heal - so we can know what the hell they are.
But every fifth day, we can rally around Masahiro Tanaka in pursuit of another win.
MLB still lists Carl Hubbell's 24 game winning streak as the all-time longest. Fine. But that happened in 1937. Tanaka is doing the impossible, and if the Yankees can string seven or eight more victories onto it, this country will start recognizing his achievement. Considering how this guy has saved our butts this season, it's the least we can do.
Thirty two wins. Thirty two wins. Thirty two wins. (I can imagine Bruce Springsteen singing those lyrics.) Five games from now, onward to thirty-three!