Don’t blame Huuuughes for today’s defeat. While it’s true that he looked like he was throwing batting practice and forced the offense to attempt yet another monumental comeback, this one’s on me. I did not grill the lucky turkey burgers.
My excuse is that it’s been really foggy here – like this foggy.
I can’t even see the grill out the window. Plus, it was still afternoon here when the Rangers were hitting bombs off Huuuuughes, and who wants to eat burgers at 3 o’clock? So I didn’t do it, and the Yankees lost. I’m sorry.
On the other hand, maybe lucky food had nothing to do with this loss. I say that because Audrey, Friend of the Blog, baked lucky Yankees cupcakes and we still played like dead people. (Here’s a pic she sent me. Yum.)
OK, let’s get down to basics. For the second game in a row, our starting pitching stank up the joint and it’s a little scary. These are the guys we count on to give us innings, keep the opposition off balance, get hitters out. They can’t be having trouble with command, mechanics or whatever the hell else was the problem. The bullpen has been a bright spot and Cano is on fire, but can Dave Eiland please fix whatever’s wrong with our rotation? I don’t want to hear about the extra rest anymore. I want Andy to come out with killer stuff in the Bronx on Monday night.
I know, I know. I’m supposed to be grateful that we gained a split in Texas. But I was kind of enjoying the constant yammering about how the Rangers hadn’t won a postseason game at home – ever. I was hoping to keep the monkey on my back.
Well, on their back. Anyhow, I’m switching over to FOX now for the NLCS so I can forget about that fiasco. Ugh.