It's hard to rank Yankee losses.
I mean, they each sting with the savagery of a million cuts.
But which is worse - an old-fashioned, 15-1 woodshed spanking? Or a blown-save, extra inning bullpen collapse?
Add two Ignominy Points because last night's loss came against Boston.
Two more because it happened at home.
Add one because we apparently lost a player to injury, (though the way Gleyber was playing, let's call it a wash.)
Add a point for a player failing to hustle. Make it two, because that player was DJ LeMahieu, a team leader and, generally, great role model. Add one more because - damn - how toxic must an environment be if you're talking about DJ LeMahieu failing to hustle?
Add a point for the four-game losing streak.
Add one because the Redsocks are now a mere three games behind the Yankees in the - gulp - wild card race. Yeah, the fucking wild card. It's not even mid-July, and already, we're back to chasing a participation trophy in MLB's expanded playoffs system.
I believe it adds up to the worst loss of 2024 - worse than the Baltimore butcheries, worse than the Mets sweep, worse than last week's blowout to the lowly, hateful Blew Jays.
But don't be surprised if it isn't soon topped.
No lead is safe. Our closer cannot close. We're like those campers in The Blair Witch Project: We've hiked the forest for days, and we're back to Aroldis.
We have squandered one of the best opening months in Yankee history.
We have nobody at Scranton coming to save the day.
No trade deadline deals will save his team. In fact, we might be better off selling players, though that won't happen. We will simply continue the same failed strategies that got us here - a failed organization and a toxic environment.
We are a listless team playing for a manager who goes on TV, shakes his head and makes excuses.
We just suffered the worst defeat of 2024 - one of the worst in modern Yankee history.
George C. Scott had the right idea. Turn it off.