Thursday, May 26, 2016

It Is My Fault.....


I had been drinking manhattans, garnished by a cherry aged in "white lightening" ( the commercial variety ), when I got my gut feel and sense of certainty concerning the win streak.

Yesterday, I decided to go with vodka.  On the rocks with a twist.

That's what happened in the game.  The Yankees were on the rocks early.  The lesson I learned;  never change a routine in the middle of something good.

In retrospect, .500 was always the target.  Anything beyond that was pure greed.

And, likely, pure fantasy.

As Duque eloquently described;  this team has very little in pinstripes now, and far less in the minors.

Hoping for support from Cashman's farm system is like calling for a medic during battle, only to learn that there are none.

Hey, it can't be all bad.  Heathcott is still only 25 ( haven't we been saying that for about 12 years?).

3 comments:

Tom said...

and this:
http://www.lohud.com/story/sports/mlb/lohud-yankees/2016/05/26/home-runs-become-recurring-problem-chasen-shreve/84954112/

And Joey Binders will roll continue to roll him out there any time his rules for the BMC trifecta are not fully satisfied: 7th inning or later with a lead. Consistency. Gotta have it.

Anonymous said...

SO SORRY TO SAY IT IS ALL BAD......GARY SANCHEZ IS OUT WITH A FRACTURED THUMB.....I WANNA HANG MYSELF.

Alphonso said...

It is much preferred to simply drink oneself into a stupor. It is the Yankee way.