CC was arguably one pitch from a decision in his last start against Boston, when a rain delay pulled him off the field with a 2-2 count with 2 outs in the fifth. He is back on the mound for the Bombers who face Justin Verlander and Dee-troit. The Tiger’s fireballer is coming off back-to-back wins in Cleveland and against the Halos and seems to be hitting his stride, having allowed only four earned runs over his three starts spanning 24 innings. Comment away on your mid-day baseball action.
Thursday, May 13th, 2010
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010
Tuesday, May 11th, 2010
Sunday, May 9th, 2010
"…I leave symbols to the symbol-minded"
- George Carlin
CC Sabathia threw a ball that hit Dustin Pedroia on the butt and now John Harper is all: the world has changed symbolically and crap and the Yanks have turned a page and we're now in a new chapter, much better than that previous chapter in which the Yanks won only four world series and they were pushed around by the Red Sox so much that the Bombers failed to win the whole thing for 10 years! And all the fans are like, "Yeah! CC!! Roarrrrrrr!" And there are manly chest bumps and self righteous gulps of beer at bars and in living rooms, and maybe a Nick Swisher/K-Rod double point or two to the heavens, and intense approving nods of the head, and it's so much awesomer now that CC did what he did! Oh yeaahhhhhhhh! Hulkamania is running wild! Even Josh Who Plays The Game The Right Way knows what's what and the silence in the Sox dugout is an acknowledgement of the unwritten rules. Josh hits batters left and right, loses command, yada yada, it's not intentional maybe but, come on, Josh knows that this had to happen, and so did the Sox. But that's the crazy thing. During the Torre era, none of that ever happened!, although there seemed to be far more brawls and even Zimmer was all ROAAAR!! during one game, but, well never mind, this was a change for the better. The Yanks are back and that's cause there's a new sheriff in town!
Or what John Harper writes in his own words:
But there was a better reason for him to go ahead and drill Dustin Pedroia in the backside. Essentially, he told the Red Sox, the days of them sending Yankee hitters to the trainer's room without fear of retaliation are over.
If that engenders more good feeling in a Yankee clubhouse already oozing confidence and unity, well, perhaps it's the type of thing that will help the Bombers repeat as champions.
You got that sense after the Yankeesfinally finished pounding on the Red Sox for a second straight day, winning 14-3. For while on the surface Sabathia's plunking of Pedroia got lost in the slaughtering, as Mark Teixeirahit three home runs and Francisco Cervelli drove in five runs, it hardly went unnoticed in the clubhouse.
"It just tells you that CC's got our back," one player said. "It means a lot to the guys in here."
Retaliation as it applies to the Red Sox has been a touchy issue since the Joe Torre days, when the Yankee pitchers rarely, if ever, even knocked Manny Ramirez or David Ortiz off the plate – no matter how many times Pedro Martinez came up and in, decking or hitting Yankee batters.
To a degree, Joe Girardi has changed that philosophy with his intensity, and he had let everyone know he doesn't like when his hitters get plunked.
Sabathia wouldn't admit to a payback pitch, of course.
"It was just a fastball that got away," he said when asked about the Pedroia pitch. "I was trying to get inside and it got away."
Players on both sides knew better. There's a new sheriff in this rivalry.
Saturday, May 8th, 2010
Saturday afternoon baseball with the Sox and Yanks head-to-head at Fenway. And not blacked out. Yep, good stuff. C.C. Sabathia faces Clay Buchholz. Here's hoping for an exciting game (weather permitting) and for tempers to stay simmered down. Comment away.
Friday, May 7th, 2010
That’s what Jamie Moyer had to say after allowing just two hits tonight against the Atlanta Braves while the Phillies went on to win to score seven runs in their victory, and becoming the oldest pitcher to ever throw a shutout.
Moyer went 7-4 for the Cubs in 1986, his first season as a big-league pitcher for the Cubs and notching his first two starts against against the Phillies, the second of which was recorded on the day before Phil Hughes was born.
Yeah, pretty cool.
Thursday, May 6th, 2010
Dallas Braden, that is, who seems to be the only person on the planet who hasn't moved past what can arguably be called the smallest of Alex Rodriguez's several faux pas. (Faux pass'? Fauxes pas?). He said some unintentionally funny things in his initial interview after the game ("I don’t have a handful of wins. I only have three. Do the math, A-Rod."), but nothing compares to his most recent series of unfortunate comments.
"…I was always told if you give a fool enough rope, he'll hang himself, and with those comments, he had all the rope he needed."
"I think he's probably garnered a new respect for the unwritten rules and the people who hold them close to their game. But I think you're right, we don't do much talking in the 209 (a reference to Stockton, Calif., where Braden went to high school)."
Indeed quite a perplexing statement, since all Braden has done since then is talk. And talk. And talk. And referring back to his last comment, even if he were to take action, it would result in at the very least a swift 10-game suspension, since he has talked about doing it. Talk about hanging yourself with your own rope. Like, in three different ways.
"He's an individualistic player. He plays for the name on the back of the jersey, not the front. I don't know if he's noticed, but he doesn't have a name on the back over there so he should play for the name on the front [c]over."
So what is Braden's point? He even knows A-Rod doesn't have a name on the back of his jersey. So he plays for no one? That actually sounds kind of true, given Alex's new-found "I don't really give a damn" attitude in regards to the media. However, I kind of doubt Braden's mind can think an extra layer deeper. He can't even get the first one right.
Wednesday, May 5th, 2010
Tuesday, May 4th, 2010
Since breaking into the league in 2005 Robinson Cano has been something of a conundrum to Yankee fans. He followed a solid debut season by posting a gaudy .342 BA over 500+ at-bats in his second year in the majors, earning him his first All-Star appearance and the weighty expectations of a future batting champion and possibly even future MVP candidate. (How you can hang such absurd "future" honors on a kid when those honors are among the most exceptionally elusive in all of sports – more difficult to attain than all-star appearances, Gold Gloves, or even World Series rings – I don't know, but we've all heard them parroted by multiple commentators and analysts, not just boastful Yankee fans.)
At the same time, Cano developed a reputation as a guy who might not be making the most of his tremendous talent. He seemed infinitely more at-ease and was always more productive at the plate when the pressure was off – batting a career .334 with a .367 OBP and .540 SLG with the bases empty but only .280/.313/.429 with men on base and a paltry .258/.293/.405 with RISP – punctuated by a real futility with the bases loaded when all the pressure should presumably be on the pitcher (.248/.254/.371).