FIFTY THOUSAND MOONS
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Posted by Alphonso at 10:45 AM
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?).