The Yankees' bottom third comes through, and Aaron Judge speaks from the delirium

For the last two months, whenever the bottom third of our lineup approaches, one massive subliminal message beams across the Yankiverse: 

Go to the kitchen and make a sandwich.

Nothing good will happen. You'll miss no rally, no hit, nothing. That said, don't take too long, because a 1-2-3 inning can happen quickly. The side isn't "retired." It's evicted. For two months, the Yankee bottom third has been a running gag, a pit from which nothing emerges, aside from one sound: Swish. 

Yesterday, something happened.

The bottom three went 5 for 9, with Anthony Volpe delivering a two-run, ninth inning single that reversed KC's lead and won the game. So out of touch this was this with the regular season reality, it conjured this ridiculous postgame comment from Aaron Judge, spoken from the tipsy of victory, and annotated here.

"I knew Volpe was gonna get the job done.* He was down two strikes, and you’re going against their closer.** But when he’s right and feeling healthy, man, he puts the ball in play and makes things happen.”***

* Coming to bat, Volpe was hitting .200 - five for 25. In "Late and Close" situations, he was 0-4 on the season.

**Down two strikes, Volpe was 0-for-5 on the year. He had yet to get a hit with RISPs. And facing a closer? Forget it.

*** Volpe had not been putting the ball into play. This season, he has fanned 9 out of 26 times, nearly one out of every three.

But but BUT.. He fuckinay did it. We won. The bottom third came through. 

Listen: It's still a jumbled mess. Caballero deserves to play SS. But yesterday, Volpe delivered. That's how a guy engineers a comeback and saves his career... one hit at a time. Dare we believe? Apparently, the captain does. Is it worth foregoing a sandwich? Not sure. But wouldn't it be nice to think?