- After losing an embarrassing series to the Mets, the Yankees took two of three from Minnesota, winning two one-run games on strong pitching performances from AJ Burnett and Andy Pettitte (who sports a 2.62 ERA in addition to a 6-1 record). Mariano Rivera recovered from a few hiccups, saving two tight games (1-0 and 3-2) in the span of a few hours.
- Phil Hughes also recovered from two consecutive sub-par starts to strike out eight Indians over seven innings in the opener of this series, running his record to 6-1 with a 2.70 ERA. (Yankees won 8-2.)
- Curtis Granderson is back.
- Robinson Cano is a beast of a ballplayer. He hit a grand slam yesterday, drove in three runs today, and now has a .359/.403/.604 triple slash with a team-leading 10 home runs and 37 RBI.
- Nick Swisher’s getting married to actress girlfriend Joanna Garcia. Doesn’t have much to do with baseball, per se, but it still makes me happy.
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” … cliched as it is, this phrase, in chronological terms, described the Yankees’ 2010 rather well so far. For the first thirty games, we were golden. Then everything went wrong at once, and … well, it was (is) the worst of times in Yankeeland, at least in the comparative sense of 2010. So bad.
Well hello there.
Faced by impending finals, I’ve sort of fallen off the face of the blogosphere the last week or so. The Yankees, however, don’t need me to keep on winning. Andy Pettitte finished off a sweep of the Texas Rangers with an 8-inning, 2-run effort and a 5-2 win.
If the last two games are any indication, the Yankees may have two scary-good pitchers on their hands this season in the forms of CC Sabathia and AJ Burnett.
I always seem to miss Javier Vazquez‘s starts. I hear yesterday’s wasn’t much in terms of the special, either, but it wasn’t bad, not nearly as bad as last time, and not worthy of the boo-birds. The Yankees lost 5-3, despite a valiant attempt at a comeback in the late innings.
So today Matsui came back.
The title says all.
I missed yesterday’s game entirely, but apparently Javier Vazquez‘s return was less than triumphant.
Happy Birthday to me; I am now a withered and wise 19 years old.