My Yankees have had quite a week. A week that was needed for so many reasons for any team on brink of the tipping point. Honestly, this past week could have been the most critical of the season for the team from the Bronx.
Proud To Be In Pinstripes….And It Only Took A Week!
The Yanks are not by any means in a isolated or even close to secure spot. The route is the beginning to journey on a road that had to be walked down. Pluto is far gone in the universe and the Yanks do not want to go unseen like that.
As of Father’s day the Yanks were a four games out of first place, now just it just three. Does not sound like much to the non obsessed baseball fan but oh how wrong they are.
Breathing down the Yankees necks are Tampa and Toronto. These two divisional teams are one game behind each other and just one and two games behind the Yankees respectfully.
It had potential disaster. All three teams were playing well since the 21st of this month. Then you have to incorporate Boston into the mix. The Red Sox started to seem like our could have really made a gap into a bridge. Our hated rivals, how bad it could have been.
I was starting to forget that baseball games included hitting. The Yanks made it painful to watch top of each inning, during all this away inter-league play. The number of teammates jogging in from the first, second or third bases was becoming a fad like boyfriend jeans, really expensive with rips all over.
FYI….that has ended and boy did the team want to prove it. Everyone took part in this slaughtering with bats from Jeter to Cervelli to Pena.
And let’s give a warm welcome to Brett Garner! This guy has been on fire wherever and whenever he steps on the field. Becoming the biggest threat in a line-up of all-stars. It is nothing less than energizing.
I was so happy that the package I sent made it to the players on time. Fed-Ex knew how important that these got handed out just the Yanks boarded the plane back to NYC. It was hard getting all those brooms sent in the mail but Citi-field was sure spotless when the Yanks left.
Sweeping the crippled Mets is gratifying, period. Injury ridden or not that is baseball and excuses don’t win you games. And proving this is a “Yankee Universe” city always glorious feeling for either team.
Let’s not forget the current other situation the Yankees have with another team who has a closer who does the jig (hint, hint) whose name I can’t bear to type again.
The pitchers all preformed like a dream. Wang even has removed my never-ending doubts in his abilities. Trust me I am not getting ahead of myself with Wang but he looked better. Under no circumstances can be a bad sign for Wang. And Hughes looks magical as a set-up man. I am adamant still in thinking it will be Joba‘s future but for another season or let’s just see.
Speaking of accomplishments over a week that started where we honored the best men in out lives, our dad’s, we also had another honor just this evening. One of the most respected men ever to take the mound had his 500th save just a few hours ago.
Mariano Rivera, it has been an honor to have grown up with you. What this man brings is integrity to a sport that is getting more press for cheating then the sport itself. Other then the success professionally that will be aspired to as long as baseball is played, Mariano is most humble and displays the pride he has when he has done the exact opposite; when he loses.
A champion four times over (for now) due to an arm that rivals superman which generates a fast ball that cuts so sharply with a speed like lightening to be produced. Wow is what comes to mind just watching our beloved Mo but he is so much more than that.
From a perspective of a fan an athlete can be “oh-ah” for just having the surreal talent possessed. When one shows the character of a gentleman, never faltering whether the winner or the loser, is humble in his eyes and gives more credit to his competitors then need be that is what inspires people. And Marino Rivera is the definition of this in so many other words I could do an entire blog on him.
Congratulations to our Mo for closing your 500th game in the Yankees pinstripes. I will never forget watching it tonight and just add it to my list of “Mariano Memories” that I smile back and am forever in your debt for letting me share them with you.
I think that’s the best way to end a post summing up the finish of a wonderful week for my Yankees……keep it up cause the big bad wolf comes back to town and its time to shut this nation up.