Mount Steinbrenner is set to erupt and so am I
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by user DRE-LO
It's amazing how the entire scope and perspective of a season can change within the span of under 48 hours. With the Yankees having a 1-0 lead in the division series and then having even the greater fortune of giving 38 year old Mike Mussina an extra day's rest, one almost had the inkling that a 2-0 lead with the eventual sweep was just around the corner.
Then the Tigers showed they belonged in the postseason.
Of course no team that wins 95 games and the wild-card is a fluke even if they did blow the division lead, and if the Yanks or anyone else thought that was the case, they thought wrong.
And then Kenny Rogers became a hero while the Yankees put up zero.
Kenny Rogers became Andy Pettitte, Randy Johnson and Tom Glavine all rolled into one tonight befuddling the Yankees and making them look like they were swinging at flies as opposed to a baseball. Rogers said this was the biggest game of his life and sure as hell pitched like it. It almost seemed as if he were waiting for this chance forever.
Tonight the strike zone was Mr Roger's neighborhood. And the Yanks were shown the door. Strike 1, Strike 2, sit down. Strike 1, Strike 2, back to the dugout. Strike 1, Strike 2, back to the drawing board.
I'm guessing that the Yanks neglected to scout Rogers before this game assuming that he would self-destruct again in the post-season.
To say this performance {if you can even call it that} was embarassing and disturbing would be like saying Britney Spears can't sing. Tell me something I don't know.
I'll tell you something I don't know. I'm not quite sure how high Steinbrenner' s blood pressure is going to rise or how much furniture he, I and plenty of Yankee faithful are willing to launch across our respective living rooms. I humbly pray for all our sakes that we have homeowner's insurance.
This would usually be the point of the article in which I examine, dissect and analyze the Yanks in order to point out weaknesses and come up with several enlightening reasons for the Yanks subpar play.
After racking my brain, I could only come up with the equivalent of the Yanks offense: nothing.
THERE IS NO EXCUSE AND THERE IS NO REASON!
The Yanks made the biggest splash of the trade deadline by nabbing Abreu as well as Lidle, have a leadoff batter in Damon and have a lineup so intimidating that it does not matter where you bat A-Rod.
Yet Kenny Rogers made this lineup look as intimidating as a game of tiddly winks last night. Somebody call Tom Emanski right now!!!
And I'm running out of patience with A-Rod's performance in the postseason. Even though is he definitely not the only culprit for this abomination, 1 for 11 in the series and 5 for 43 in the last 12 postseason games gives me little to no room for defense of A-Rod in the water cooler.
In fact, I'm not defending him nor any other current Yank for mediocrity when their team has been set up for greatness.
When this postseason started, the Yanks were the equivalent of how the Titanic looked at first. A beautiful and yet intimidating ship that looked unstoppable.
Well with the Yanks on the brink of elimination, this ship is headed straight for an iceberg. Now it's up to this veteran lineup to find it's stroke again. And they better because Jaret Wright is on the mound.
Jaret fricking Wright in an elimination game.
If the Yanks don't swerve out of the way of this iceberg, expect their ship to sink and expect a volcanic eruption.
From both Mount Steinbrenner and me.
