Saturday: White Sox 7, Yankees 6. This after the Yanks came back from a 5-1 deficit to lead 6-5, but lost anyway. I don't blame the bullpen, though.
I blame Javier Vazquez. He had a lot of trouble finding the plate. And when he did find the plate, he was serving up more meatballs than the Olive Garden (which I also don't ever want to see again).
Remember Felix Heredia? I thought his name sounded like a skin condition. Somebody on a message board I was on at the time said he was "throwing meatballs," and, since he was a reliever instead of a starter, I started calling him "The Meatball Sub." Vazquez being a starter, I can't call him a "sub." But he has been a bit of a meatball.
Sunday: Yankees 12, White Sox 3. Actually, it was 12-0 before Mark Melancon, who pitched a scoreless 8th in relief of a fantastic Phil Hughes, gave up a homer in the 9th. But the bats unloaded, with Robinson Cano striking again, and Mark Teixeira gettin 4 hits to snap out of his slump. Yet another April in which a Yankee 1st baseman can't hit the ground if he fell off a ladder; yet another May in which a Yankee 1st baseman suddenly remembers he's the holder of the legacy of Lou Gehrig.
The Yankees are 16-8. That's a pace for 108-54. Like Casey Stengel used to say, "The Yankees don't pay me to win every day, just 2 out of every 3."
Without Vazquez, we're 15-5. That's 3 out of 4, or a pace for 122-40.
And yet, the Tampa Bay Devil Rays keep winning as well. Well, we've already taken 2 of 3 from them in St. Petersburg, so we have no reason to fear them. As Jackie Earle Haley (then "Rohrshach" in Watchmen, now the new Freddy Kreuger in the Nightmare On Elm Street remake, but way back when the star of The Bad News Bears) would say, we're not locked in here with them... They're locked in here with us!
Ozzie Guillen got thrown out again today. So those of you who had Sunday in the pool, go collect.
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