First, I lost track of the number of games played between these two teams. I was counting and then Lloyd Moseby retired and it all got muddled in my head. But we’re here, late in the season and things are looking grim for the Yanks. They have only one choice to make: they need to choose victory. Before they were choosing losing way too much, and now we’re here.
In order for the Yanks to catch either the Sox or the Rays, they need to play something on the order of .700 ball for the rest of the year. The problem is that they have pitchers such as Sidney Ponson and Darell Rasner going for them 40% of the time. So the odds aren’t good. Tonight, for instance, features a match-up of one of these pitchers (Rasner) against Yankee-killer AJ Burnett. In other words, the Yanks are underdogs. The good thing is there is nothing quite as satisfying as rooting for the underdog. It’s freeing, actually. There’s no pressure. Instead, you have a lot of self-righteous fist-pumping. Sometimes you might cry poignantly. Why is something so magical happening to us nobodies?
Today is the first day of the rest of our rooting lives. We are the underdogs. We will root and cheer like fans of the underdogs. It begins now.
Editor’s Note: Oops! I forgot to mention that Godzilla is back. Welcome back, Hideki!
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