Yankees vs. Red Sox

Going to Yankees vs. Red Sox at Fenway is on my sports bucket list. I’ve reached the point where I am sure it’ll never happen. So the next best thing is Yankees vs. Red Sox at Prof Thom’s “the Boston Bar” in New York City. 🌃

As I sit here in my jean jacket and red knit hat, with my Yankee bling carefully hidden under my jacket, my hope was I would jinx the Sox. It does not seem to be working. 

The crowd doesn’t seem to be particularly interested in the game. In fact I might not be the only Yankee fan here. Castro got a base hit, there was clapping, the bartender walked to the other end of the bar shaking his head. I feel sorry for him. There is a couple at the bar rooting for the Sox but overall it’s pretty quiet. I’m rather disappointed.

Finally I work up the courage to talk the bartender. I’m afraid he’ll be able to tell I’m not a Sox fan, bartenders are able to suss these things out. He replies to my comments: “Well most of our customers are Boston fans (I knew that) so when the Sox are in town they are at the game.” This is me with my blank face that means “Yes of course.” or “I am an idiot.” I know what I have to do, I have to come back when the Yankees are at Fenway. I don my sunglasses and casually walk out.

Oh and my jinx worked – in the opposite direction. Boston won 5-4.

Home Opener

Flush with victory, the Yankees over the Rays and myself with my jinx, both of us headed to the Bronx. Are you ready for some baseball in the city?

~~ Yankees 8, Rays 1 ~~
Monday, 10 April 2017

I managed to get a ticket for the home opener, not great seats but I’m not picky.

Still, the last time I had seen the Yankees vs Rays the Rays scored 10 runs by the 3rd inning. I was a little nervous.

It was however a beautiful day. Marred only by the idiots sitting around me. I left my seat around the 6th or 7th inning and never went back.

Big Mike was perfect through 7 then Evan Fucking Longoria hit a double. I almost went over the wall and went after him, I wasn’t going to do any permanent damage just rough him up a bit.

And the Yankees won! Two in a row, which stretched to 8 in a row before they lost to the White Sox.
~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~ 😛


Yankees 10-5 (0.667)

My jinx is gone or poor little dirty orange birds

~~ New York Yankees 7, Baltimore Orioles 3 ~~

Sunday, 9 April 2017

For quite awhile I have not been turning on a game to watch if it had already started. I’m not superstitious about baseball. Not at all. 

It started with the Os, Em sent me a text saying the Yankees were winning so I turned on the game. Almost immediately the pitcher, (I think it was Hughes) gave up about 5 runs and the Yankees. And I was wearing orange socks. Fast forward to this season when Em sent me a text “Ur pretty!” I was confused, it’s not like her to tell me I’m pretty. It was cleared up with a following text, she was talking about “My Pretty” who had just scored the go ahead run against (once again), the Os. I took a chance and turned on the game, the first thing I see is a player tripping over the grass and bobbling a play. It was Chris Davis I think, and the Yankees took advantage and won the game, handing Baltimore their first loss and coming home with a 2-4 record.

~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~ 😛

Opening Day

~~ Tampa Bay Rays 7, New York Yankees 3 ~~

Yesterday I read a blog post about how everyone quit blogging in 2016. I realized that statement could apply to me. Today while watching the game I decided I should start again with blog posts for games. After all today is opening day.

And what a shitshow it was. Tanaka is our ace and he gave up 7 runs. He now has a less than sparkling ERA of 23.63. He lasted less than 3 innings. Our bullpen held the Rays to those 7 runs. Gah what a start to the season.

~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~

Game 1
Yankees 0-1

Idiots abound 

IMG_4097In the wake of Jonathan Papelbon choking Bryce Harper (see the LINK) some have said Papelbon should never play again, he has been suspended so he won’t be playing again this season, hopefully. Others have sided with Papelbon, saying he was right, as a veteran player such as the person who tweeted this tweet.

There are two problems with that. One is Bryce Harper is the best player on the Nationals, he leads the NL in batting average (.336), runs (117) and OPS (1.125), and is tied for the home run lead (41). You don’t get those numbers by being a ‘lazy shit’. He’s a candidate for National League Most Valuable Player Award, on a better team he would be heading to the post season, possibly the World Series. Papelbon has played 22 games for the Nationals, he has pitched a grand total of 23.2 innings, and a has proven himself a bit of a jerk. Of course I have a history of dislike for Puppybone.

The second thing is Puppybone didn’t stand up or call Harper out for being lazy, he attacked him, he tried to choke him. If it had happened anyplace else Puppybone could be facing criminal charges. But it didn’t and people are defending him. It proves the title of this post.

Let me tell you a story

**contains profanity**
As I write this the Yankees have just lost to the Red Sox. Earlier today I unfriended a guy that claims to be a Yankee fan but does nothing but complain about how bad the team is and how bad Girardi manages, today he said he wanted to “test Teixeira’s leg with a ball peen hammer.” Maybe he has never had a bone bruise, I unfollowed him.

I am the only Yankee fan in my family. My mother is from Detroit, she roots for the the Tigers and the Spartans (although she will deny it, I know the truth). My father is from Arkansas and is a college sports fan, in particular college football. He is a fountain of knowledge, the smartest man I know. I was born in California but I grew up in Florida. I hated Florida and clung to California, rooting for any California team, mainly just to piss people off. Sometime in my teenage years I saw Catfish Hunter pitch. My father told me ‘You don’t want to root for the Yankees.’ The NY Yankees, a place I had never been, never imagined I ever go even to visit. In retrospect he was right, rooting for the Yankees is heartbreaking. But as a teenage girl, an unhappy teenage girl who hated her life and her parents, it stuck a thought in my head. And when I met the person who became my BFF, who is still my BFF, who offered a place to live in New York with her, I ran away from home. I was 22. If you knew my mother you would know why I say I ran away from home. Now as a New Yorker I no longer had to be a closet Yankee fan. I could be open about it.

My family of course still hated it (they will maintain they don’t hate me, but I have my doubts), they are now living in Seattle and so are Mariners fans. Except for my father who is still a college (Arkansas) football fan, and still the smartest man I know. And still wonders where he went wrong that one of his children still roots for the Yankees.

That brings me to this year, this has been a horrible year for me. On Memorial Day my nephew died. He had cancer, and even worse than that, my father called to tell me and he was crying. I HAVE NEVER HEARD MY FATHER CRY IN MY LIFE. When my other nephew died, my brother called because “Daddy said he tired and going to bed.” It was only midnight, something was wrong. Maybe he cried, but I never heard it. It shook me, my father is strong, if I needed anything I could count on him, then in July he went in the hospital because of a problem with his colon and had emergency surgery, then another surgery. I felt my life was falling apart. Now he’s home and healing, but weak my mother says. FUCK YOU CANCER AND OLD AGE!

Now, I need something good to happen, which is not happening, the fucking Blue Jays in FIRST PLACE! NO the Yankees have to win, the Yankees have to at least make it to the world series. Your princess commands it.

Day game after a (very late) night game

Leaving the Stadium last night I was so tired I got on the subway headed the wrong way, when I heard the subway stop, I had to actually think about it for a minute before I realized I was headed uptown instead of downtown. I don’t even remember what time I got home. Then I woke up Saturday at the time I had planned to leave for the Stadium.

~~ Red Sox 8, Yankees 4 ~~

There are metal detectors at every gate at Yankee Stadium, to make things safer for everybody. When I went to the NYCFC vs NE Revolution, the lines were horrendous, but they only had 4 gates open. Yesterday I didn’t have to wait, but it was Friday night and I got there when the gates open, this is why I wanted to get to the stadium on Saturday when the gates opened. I didn’t get there as soon as I wanted, but however there was not a big wait. I think they are getting their routine down and they have more gates open.

Joe Kelly pitched beautifully (1.29 ERA), for the Red Sox. Actually Adam Warren pitched very well too(1.69), only giving up 2 runs, the way baseball rules are however, he gets the lose. If the relievers (Justin Wilson, Chris Martin, and Matt Tracy) hadn’t given up those 6 runs …. I can’t claim that the Yankees were so tired from playing 19 innings the night before that’s why they played badly, after all the Red Sox played all 19 innings too.

Even though it was a day game, I was sitting in the shade and there was a breeze, so I was cold. But there was a very nice older man with his daughter and grand kids sitting in front of me. He said something about how I must not know many of the players because there were so many new ones, and asked if I was for or against Alex, or waiting to see how he did. I told him about going to Fenway and that got us started talking about 1986, he said Bill Buckner should have been taken out of the game, maybe the manager wanted him on the field for the last out, but “No use crying over spilt milk.” I took their picture for them, it was a very nice experience. I don’t think the kids cared much about the game, but they were having fun anyway.

Then I started walking around, I was standing over the bleachers during the top of the eighth when the ball popped out of Young’s glove. I got a good look at it, he dropped the ball. He. Dropped. The. Ball. I would have tweeted it but I was stuffing my face with consolation hot dog and hot chocolate. The Yankees went on to get 3 runs in the bottom of the eighth, but no more leaving the score at Boston 8, New York 4. Since this is now Sunday night we know Boston won the series, but didn’t sweep, so there is that, and there is still plenty of baseball to play, plus I got to see live baseball after a long cold winter.

~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~ 😛

My first game of 2015

And it was a doozy! 19 innings, 6:49 time. Rather brutal for the time and the temp, it was hella cold. Also my phone died and I got a little crazy on twitter which means I have to reinstall my ‘no twitter during baseball games’ policy. That means more blog posts.

~~ Red Sox 6, Yankees 5 ~~

Every April, as I am freezing in stands I say, I am never going to an April game again. In fact this year I didn’t even look at the prices of opening day tickets, but then I downloaded this app “Seat Geek” and noticed Yankees vs Boston, tickets available! So I bought a ticket. Then I told my boss and he bought a ticket too, (DAMMIT) so then I bought a ticket for Saturday so I would have a game without him. Turned out to be unnecessary since he decided the weather was too crummy and he was getting a cold so he didn’t go.

So there I was feeling like a jerk after getting scolded and my phone dying and the Red Sox up by a run. The rest of this post is compiled from my notes, scribbled on my ticket and my memories. I was not happy the Sox were winning, but I was so cold and I wanted to go home, and Headley hits a home run. I was elated “Headley hits a home run! Yay oh wait its the ninth inning and he just tied it up. Extra innings on a cold Friday night” then I wasn’t. I tied my blanket around my neck and wore it like a cape.

The score was now 3-3, I had already moved and where I was now sitting I could hear someone cheering the Red Sox vigorously and booing the Yankees, in particular Alex “STEROIDS STEROIDS”, I eventually looked at him, older man wearing a Mets hat. Huh. And say all you want about apathetic Yankee fans, the boos for David Ortiz never diminished no matter how many at bats he had. The score stayed tied until the 16th inning.

By this time I was walking around, I was standing behind the seats so I saw David Ortiz -steroids- hit a go ahead home run. I left the seats and went into the great hall. “It’s over now.” I watched the bottom of the 16th on the big screen in great hall, that’s where I saw Mark Teixeira hit a home run to tie the game, again.

This whole time I kept saying I’m going to leave … first it was, midnight, then … at the end of this inning. The 18th inning the Red Sox scored another run, and the Yankees tied again. Finally in the 19th the Red Sox scored and the Yankees didn’t tie it up. I saw a tweet that Pedroia threatened to fine anyone that talked to the media.

Next year, no April games. Promise. Maybe.

~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~ 😛