Broom job!

Get em' on, get em over, get em in.

Then hit a cheapy bomb into the lower porch in rightfield to win it.

Winning doesn't always have to be pretty. Today, it wasn't, especially coupled with "Adventures in Rightfield" with Bobby Abreu. Not sure if he was decoying the runner, but having a ball simply fall out of your glove is possibly the worst thing that can happen to a major leaguer. THEN Abreu airmails the throw. Fortunately A-Rod and Derek Jeter had the presence of mind to be in the right places and get the force at second, effectively ending the game.

The Yankees continue to get impressive pitching - and wallow in third place. But, their record is better than it's ever been this season. Just hoping reality hits the Rays sometime soon.

I watched a bit - OK, most - of the ESPYs Sunday night. I typically from on awards shows, and this one was no different. Stupid awards, awkward moments, but that Justin Timberlake, can he entertain a crowd. He was everywhere, killing audience members, prancing in a blonde wig, creepily flirting with himself. He's funny. He's talented. Let's face it. I think he spent too much time going on about Memphis' inability to shoot free throws - it did cost them the NCAA tourney - but I would have done the same about the Yankes inability to prevent a stolen base, or Tony Romo's inability to spot the ball on field goal try. In short, for all that Timberlake did, there was still not enough him, too much Giants and way too much everything else.