The Abreu Era is off to a blazing start out in the Bronx. The Yanks are 2-0 with their new outfielder, a record achieved with temperatures hovering well into Saharan territory, but with Amazon-level humidity. Today they close their series with Toronto, and will have to do it under an afternoon sun that should make things altogether unpleasant for everyone involved, none more so than Sal Fasano, who will be squating behind the plate for three hours. ” I’m gonna get the crap kicked out of me. And believe it or not, I’m looking forward to it,” Sal tells the Daily News. We’re looking forward to it as well, not least because we’ll be watching from our air-conditioned home environment (barring black out—yikes!), and because he’ll be on the receiving end of tosses from our new starter, Cory Lidle. What to expect of this outing is anyone’s guess. Once the heat index hits 432 all bets are off. But we’ll hope for the best. And keep hydrated. Our beverage of choice: a tall cold beer. We’ll have a few. Comment on the action here.
Note: Are ballplayers overpaid? Decide for yourself. But let us point out that the races at Saratoga were cancelled for the first time in about 135 years yesterday. Horses could not handle the heat that our trusty Bombers must endure today. Make of it what you will.