"There's somethin' happenin' here..."

 ...what it is ain't exactly clear..."

All right, let's go down the check list.  Today, in a Sunday afternoon game:

—The Yankees fielded the ball like drunks (at least in the infield).

—Jazz Chisholm cost us a run with another boneheaded play.

—Ryan McMahon elevated his game, adding his inability to glove or field the ball to his inability to hit it.

—The Martian, after days of careful medical examination...played like a whirling dervish.

—Ben Rice, having seemingly injured himself...is fine.

—Aaron Boone:

    Insisted on once again pitching every time to a red-hot Pete Alonso, even though nobody else on the Orioles can hit a lick.

    Refused to pinch-hit for McMahon in the 7th inning, with the game still on the line.

    Decided to bring in our overworked closer "to get some work" with the game safely out of reach.

We still won by eight runs.

And, oh yeah:

—Brian Cashman decided to keep Anthony Volpe down on the farm.

"It's time we stop/ Hey, what's that sound/ Everybody look what's goin' down..."