Blast from the past

Haven't see a reliever go three innings in a long, long time. Especially three inning of that quality.

I certainly hope some reporter somewhere wrote the following lead: It was a grand way for the Yankees' new centerfielder to make his mark on the greatest rivalry in sports.

I love shitty puns. Get it? "Grand." Because his name is Granderson? Sigh ...

I spent most of the game watching some dink in a bright yellow shirt seat swap his way to the front row behind home plate, waving and gesturing like some ... well, like some moron who thinks he's more important than what's happening on the field.