Random Thoughts Brought To You By The Bags Under My Eyes

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We’re not on speaking terms right now.

I’ve been MIA lately and for that I apologize. Since my last post, I’ve organized a husband’s birthday, ran my first half-marathon, camped in the rain overnight in the name of Girl Guides, booked Little Bee’s bowling birthday party, discovered hot yoga and watched my grandfather get married. And watched baseball. And drank a lot.

And here we are in mid-October and I am really, really freaking tired. And given how my Yankees have performed of late, really, really cranky. So here’s a few things I’ve been meaning to get off my chest:

Robinson Cano. What the actual f@#$!

Can we all just get off A-Rod’s back for three seconds and take a look at the real problem here? Numbers please:

Cano  .063/.091/.125

A-Rod  .130/.200/.130

Granderson  .115/.207/.231

Swisher   .154/.233/.192

And who is benched tonight for Game 3 of the ALCS? Swisher and A-Rod. I get that Jeter’s injury limits Girardi’s choices, but really? Maybe Cano has better numbers against Verlander. I don’t know.

The Yankees have had problems all season with advancing RISP, and I had a sinking feeling the issue would rear its ugly head in the postseason. But like this? And when you consider that they’ve been unable to capitalize on fantastic pitching for the most part from their starters, it’s simply inexcusable.

So is that a reason for fans at Yankee Stadium to boo?

I’ve only attended a handful of MLB games, so I’m no expert on sports watching etiquette. In my opinion you stand by your team when you watch them live, even when they play like shit. I’ve done it for years as a Leafs fan. I can justify booing when an athlete is behaving like a dick. I just don’t see the point in making a hitter feel worse when he strikes out for the 17th time in a row. Doesn’t he already feel terrible at this point without his own fans booing? If we want to tell him how much he sucks, well that’s what the internets are for.

The sight of Derek Jeter writhing in agony has left a hole in my heart that can never be repaired.

Don’t tell me that after years of watching my team make the postseason and win championships that I am a spoiled brat with no business getting upset about Derek Jeter’s absence from the rest of the postseason because he busted his ankle. Please. Talk to me when your all-time favourite player suffers a devastating injury at a critical juncture in the season, post or otherwise. It doesn’t matter if it’s Derek Jeter or Justin Verlander or Joe Mauer or JM Jim Thome. If you love him and you’ve lost him, it’s freaking horrible. I can completely emphasize with uber-fans of Stephen Strasburg during their NLDS series, and he wasn’t even hurt!

On a related note, when I read that Jeter kept telling Girardi he didn’t want to be carried off after he went down? I nearly wept.

Who the hell spends $10,000 on a gallon of barbecue sauce named after Michael Jordan?

Apparently, this guy. I’m sure his friends can’t wait until his next tailgate party.

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