Today I downloaded the regular season calendar to my phone, for the second time. Fortunately I figured out how to delete one.
Unlike previous years, this download does not include spring training games. Opening day for the Yankees is April 1, April Fool’s day. I don’t know if that is a good or bad thing.
In an attempt to be more regular in my blogging I am trying to not worry about how good my writing is, just going to do it and not stress over it.
For the first time ever I went to a subway series at Citifield. The reason I was able to was my friend wasn’t able to use her tickets. Then that morning I woke up with pink eye. Argh! or Ugh. So I went to the Urgent Care for some medicine. I asked if I could go to the game anyway. He gave me a really funny look, like he couldn’t believe I would ask about a baseball game.
Picture of Judge for the sheer adorableness.
Friday was T-shirt give away night. My friend and I got there kind of late, what with the urgent care visit and having to go to the pharmacy (two actually) and having to do laundry. There were a lot of shirts left. If they hadn’t been orange I would have gotten one.
Tanaka gave up a home run in the first inning. There were no more runs until Tanaka’s second at bat when he got on base. It was an error on the Met’s fielders part so his batting average still sucks, but he came around to score. Then Gardner hits a 2-run home run, followed by Stanton. Color me happy.
Em wanted a souvenir from the game. I reminded her that anything I got at Citifield would have a Mets logo on it. Forgot it was a subways series. I think she’ll like this.
It’s actually past that time of year, it’s almost June, I’m just a little behind but once again committed to blogging!
~~ Yankees 5, Astros 3 ~~
The Yankees are in second place, 2 games behind the Red Sox. For about 2 seconds they were in first place. However this is how I like my season, the two teams that are supposed to be in first and second are in first and second. The third place team Toronto, is wayyyyy back there. It is baseball, a sport where anything can happen and it is a very long season.
This post is just to get me back in the swing of things. I don’t have a commentary or even an opinion of the game. It is just good to sit here tap tap tapping away and putting my thought out into cyber space again and …. blog post did not save …. CURSE YOU SPECTRUM! Wifi has crapped out again. This happens with disturbing frequency since Spectrum took over. I am not the only one who says it. Fortunately, I was able to copy and paste this into word so I will be able to post when Spectrum gets its fucking act together.
If you want to read some recaps from writers who actually get paid to write about sports I’m sure you know where to find them. Some of the titles are: Severino’s inspiring start lifts Yanks to series win
Sanchez picks good time to end hitless stretch – Bryan Hoch
~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~ 😛
Game 52 ~ Wednesday 30 May 2018
Yankees 35 – 17(0.673)
This was not a last minute decision. I have been planning this for a while, not just this summer. I did my research. Looked at dates of home games, train schedules. Did the Trip Planner thing. Even posted on Facebook and got tips from people who had been there. I was on my way. Then rain happened.
It started when I was on the train, at least for me. When I got to the ballpark, and I was was chuffed to bits that I didn’t get lost, the tarp was on the field. Insert all the swear words.
So for a while I wandered about. Took some pictures, and then the game was called. I was a little peeved that no one told me you walk right past Trenton State Prison on the way to the ballpark! In fact, the murals on the pictures below are painted on the walls of the prison.
This pictures are all I have of this trip.
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.
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)
~~ 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 ~~ 😛
~~ 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
In 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.
**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.
The Foxx Loves the Yankees 