Monday, September 29, 2025

Chronicle of a Death Foretold.

 

So before Dave Roberts took off for second base, late in the evening of October 17, 2004, your New York Yankees had gone 12-4 in all their playoff games against the Boston Red Sox, outscoring them by a collective, 90-70. 

 

Take away that 1999 afternoon in Fenway Park when Roger Clemens and Hideki Irabu crapped the bed against Pedro Martinez, and the Yanks had outscored the Carmine Hose by 89-57.  From the 1978 playoff—maybe the greatest single baseball game ever played—through the 2003 ALCS, it was what Yogi said:  “Of course we’re going to beat these guys. We always beat these guys.”


Then the world stopped in its traces and reversed, our karma truck hit a pole, Col. Ruppert’s pact with the devil finally expired, or whatever. Everything changed, in the alternate universe that America has drifted into in this 21st century.

 

Since then, the Bombers have gone 1-8 against the BoSox in the postseason, and been outscored by 58-29. Expect more of the same, in the mercifully brief wild-card playoff that will be played on Tuesday and Wednesday in the Bronx.

 

This is the only possible AL playoff matchup which the Yankees have no chance to win. Our beloved cupcake stompers would’ve been better off tanking every game we could against the patsies from Chicago and Baltimore, to somehow arrange a test of strength against our usual whipping boys, the Cleveland Guardians of Traffic.

 

No could do—and now we’re in for it. Yet another humiliation against our bitterest foes, in a series that the Yankees’ brains trust considers absolutely no different from a mid-July series against the Marlins. 


As I see it, the one, slim chance the Yanks have is in Game One. If they lose that one, we’re looking at Carlos “The Bird” Rodon (1-2, 5.74, 11 hits, 10 walks, and 3 hit batsmen in 15 2/3 innings against your 2025 Boston Red Sox) trying to save the season against Brayin’ Brayan Bello (2-1, 1.89 against the Yanks this season). 

 

That’s not happening.

 

Game 1 offers, at least, the cruel illusion of hope. Max “I’ve got blisters on my fingers!” Fried ended up 1-1, 1.96 against the Beaneaters this season, and seems to have turned his game around of late. Garrett Crochet, meanwhile, went 3-0 versus our boys this season, but with a 3.29 ERA.

 

But look a little closer. 

 

Crochet’s stats reflect a single bad outing in the Boogie-Down Bronx, when he gave up five earned runs in six innings…on June 7th(Boston still won that game). His most recent appearance at the Stadium was on August 23rd, when he allowed just 1 run and 5 hits, in a 12-1, Boston beat down. 

 

Overall, he has struck out 39 Yankees and allowed only 4 walks. Don’t expect any of Earl Weaver’s beloved, three-run homers against him.

 

And despite that sterling ERA, Max Fried has allowed 19 hits and 7 walks in just 18 1/3 innings against Boston. It is true that he did not allow the Sox a run in 6 innings, in his August 22nd no-decision at the Stadium (which we still lost, 1-0). On the other hand, the 5 1/3-inning win he pulled out in Boston on September 13th, saw him allow 9 hits and 2 walks, but somehow let up only 2 earned runs.

 

I would look for that sort of game on Tuesday: Crochet dominant, Fried dancing in and out of disaster, until the Sox finally get to him, or we turn the game over to the (shudder) bullpen. 

 

In any case, it won’t be long now before Aroldis Chapman is celebrating on the mound in our house. Blessedly, we can then turn our attention to our terrific local football teams.








9 comments:

Doug K. said...

Plus the games are on ESPN and Boone is our manager. Doomed doesn't even begin to describe it.

I was reading an article somewhere about the two team's strengths and weaknesses and the number one strength listed for the Red Sox was their bullpen. Specifically Whitlock and Chapman. Sigh.

The Hammer of God said...

"Doomed doesn't even begin to describe it." This cracks me up!!! Thanks!

The Hammer of God said...

Yeah, Hoss, I feel the exact same way about the Yankees' chances. They have a snowball's chance in hell. But "Spock ... we've got to ... take ... that ... one in ten thousand ... chance ...." For what it's worth, the Enterprise made it. One can dream, right?

el duque said...

That's some fine reverse juju, Hoss. Your notion of El Chapo celebrating at our expense is pretty damn awful. If that doesn't shake some juju gods onto our side, nothing will.

AboveAverage said...

Maybe the Yankees Stadium grounds crew will crank up the recessed radiant heaters in the pitcher's mound so high that El Chapo will sweat so much that the perspiration will pour down his leg, cascade over his shoes, and saturate the dirt on the mound causing him to slip and deliver a meatball to Judge who ends the game in a career-changing walk-off blast to right center . . . (okOkOK – maybe left center)

The Hammer of God said...

There are ex-Yankees who are kicking ass all over baseball. The other day I saw our old friend Migual Andujar hitting up a storm as a Cincinatti Red against the Brew Crew. Yeah, that Andujar! I had to do a double take, a triple take. I couldn't believe it. The guy who had one great year with the Yankees, and then got injured and fell off a cliff into weak hitting obscurity, banished to Pittsburgh. Now cracking line drives all over the place for the Reds!

I've no doubt Chapman's going to strike out every Yankee he sees. We better have the lead before we get to him in the 9th. Or at least be tied so we have a chance in extra innings.

13bit said...

In the moving thread about Hammer's mom, he mentioned that "God is a Yankee fan" and this has me meditating on what it means to be a fan. And it got me thinking about the ancient Greek gods (I'm Greek and beginning to be ancient) and how they were always toying with us humans. I have felt for a long time - and resorting to divine theories of blame and fate is often a sign of desperation - but I have been thinking that they have been toying with us for a while. I don't know what the end game is, but I"m choosing to have faith. Maybe or maybe not for this season, but for the long run with these lugs.

TheWinWarblist said...

Oh so doomed ...

Doctor T said...

It's the "Lucy and the Football" post season. I promise myself I won't fall for it this time............