Monday, June 1, 2009

Can't win e'm all

Although it seems they should.

The Yankees should be enjoying a sweep of the Indians, but Brett Gardner was too scared to steal second in the ninth. Too scared.

He apparently has never seen himself run. Or Kerry Wood pitch. Or Kelly Shoppach throw.

What's interesting is I completely thought it was idiot Joe Girardi's fault. He, apparently, was as mad as I was that Gardner's fear turned into a rally killing double-play off the bat of Jorge Posada, who would lose to a glacier in a foot race.

Either way, I'm happy the Yanks took a win away from check-cashing dog Carl Pavano. What's the matter Carl, run out of injuries to invent/milk to the point of embarassment? No dangerous sneezing or stair-climbing recently?

Someone should do something about the mound at "Progressive" Field. When, by the way, did that name change happen, and have I been living in a cave? Andy Pettitte tweaked his back and then a Rafael, Bettancourt I think, hurt himself yesterday, doing little more than throwing a pitch.

Grounds crew need to check itself.

Half-game. Need to build.

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