It started with a home run by Posada. Hip, Hip, Jor-haaaaaay!
It ended with a home run by Shelley. Shel-ley! Shel-ley! Shel-ley!
There was defensive brilliance by Cano. Let’s hear it for that banned trainer in the DR!
We had impressive outings from our pitchers. Bruney lost more weight! No double chin!
And Tex hit his first single as a Yankee. Who says he’s a slow starter!
Even Angel Berroa got on base. He’s our new Luis Sojo!
Lots to cheer about at Steinbrenner Field, as the Yanks beat the Tampa Bay Rays 5-1 and proved for the second day in a row that they are not mired in scandal or depressed by their third-place finish last year or even wrung out from their excursion to the billiards parlor.
So what if the Rays left every star player except Carl Crawford back in Port Charlotte? It was still sweet to beat those Cinderfellas and their wine-aficionado manager.
But what really brightened my day was when I read that CC Sabathia will make his Steinbrenner Field debut on Friday, March 6th – the night I’ll be there! Talk about the planets being perfectly aligned.
I’m so stoked that I’m already planning my wardrobe. I don’t want to seem overeager when I watch CC from my seat in Section 104, so do I leave the fancy clothes at the hotel and opt, instead, for jeans and my Mariano Rivera T-shirt? Or is it rude to wear the jersey of the old guy when you’re there rooting for the new guy?
What will I eat, given that I’ll be nervous? My head tells me that the hot dogs will be awful, but my heart tells me that CC would want me to scarf down a few.
And what sort of cheer do I chant for the occasion?
Let’s go, CC! Clap, clap, clap clap clap!
Cee-Cee! Cee-Cee! Cee-Cee!
Or maybe just…
Welcome to the Yankees! I love you!
It’s all so confusing, but I have a week to figure it out. In the meantime, here’s what can’t happen that night. Cannot.
No, I don’t do rain.
I have tickets to the game and that’s that, so I need the weather to cooperate and for the sky to look exactly like this.
Thank you in advance.