News Flash ; This is 2015, Only Worse

The boredom creep began early last night.

The Yankees put up two runs at the beginning of the game, just like we used to do last year.

We then gave them back in a flash.

 One errant pitch from our starter who, otherwise, had been pitching well.  A start that, for four full innings,  gave the illusion of possible victory.   Just like that, the fans erupt, we are down 3-2, the batter gets high-fived in the dugout, and the game is over.

My body shivered as I realized this was a replay of how we lost games, all last year.  I looked at my TV screen to verify that it didn't say, " "encore " or "replay" on it.

The difference is that last year, someone would hit the occasional homer to keep things hopeful.  Now, we score because Carlos Beltran beat a throw to first  ( this is not like anything I ever
 remember ) to avoid the rally-killing, double play ball he smacked), and we score a second run on an error, or passed ball.

But our offense was 3 well-spaced hits.  And 27 better placed outs.  Only one shot for a rally in the entire game and that fizzled.

The worst aspect of this was my growing awareness that with the 2 spot up early, the Yankees would do nothing more.  We just play out the clock.  The rest of the innings are a workout for our opponent, and dead time to us.

Nothing exciting in front of me and no expectations, whatsoever.  No drama.  No prayer of a thrilling, come from behind victory.

Only a matter of which Yankee reliever draws the short straw to work us through the final few innings until everyone goes home.

Dreams died early last night.