All I can say is...What a bizarre game.
First of all, Coop's Dad or Mr. E as he in known in his circles gets on a train that is delayed for 30 minutes, so we miss the top half of the first inning and get to our seats to "hear" Jose Reyes has gotten on base. I'm not in the seats yet, but someone starts teasing his Yankee friend about a new pitcher they are bringing in. I'm like - huh? Seriously, I thought it was a joke.
Alas, ~this~ Mike Myers was not shouting Groovy Baby!! Turns out their starter got knocked out of the game...sounds familiar. Didn't some Yankee pitcher at the beginning of the season break his leg when he was hit by a line drive?
And so goes the rest of the game. Last night, Z-girl and I were remarking on how quick the game was. Tonight? Three and a half hours after the game starts...and I'm getting home around the same time I would if it started at 7 pm! Insanity, I tells ya.
So today Glavine obviously did not have his best stuff but he managed to eke out #295. David Wright certainly looks to be getting his groove like Stella once did...but man, are the Yankees a bunch of pussies for intentionally walking him. WTF was that about? And each time, a righty walked him to face a LEFTY!!! Insanity, once again, I tells ya!
After the 7th inning though, it certainly did look like the game *might* just coast after a LOT of weirdness. So I am going to say right now, I am not the biggest Willie fan...but I had to applaud him for having Just Forfeit on a short leash. I think some fans were going to riot if he wasn't taken out.
Then as it looked as though Billy Wagner might Wagner-ize the game once again...throwing away a sure out towards home but not getting the force?? He managed to shake it off and get the last two outs of the game.
Takin care of business!!!
But it certainly was delayed...the business end of it anyway.
Fans to note during the game:
Cow-Bell Man was hopping around and in rare-form. But for the Man of the Cow Bell...I guess rare-form is normal.
And I cannot leave tonight without remarking on a guy sitting in my dad's section today. Over in section 10 of the mezzanine, some Mets fan starts his own chant...Yankees Su-uck - Lets Go Mets! Yankees Su-uck! Lets Go Mets!!!
The whole game. Not one second of the game was not filled with his voice emanating from the rafters.
As the Yanks brought out Brian Bruley, he starts yelling - Who is Bru-no??? Who is Bru-no? (to the Lets go Rangers chant...no, it's not Lets go Yankees).
Even security thought this dude was a clown.
Finally the game was over. But I still hear his voice in my head. Lovely.
Have a good night!