Well, for one night anyway, I can proudly remind all of you: “I called that one!”
If you didn’t read THIS BLOG yesterday, you missed it. If you did read it, I’m sure at some point last night you said to yourself, “That damn idiot on WNST said this was going to happen.”
Of course, I didn’t know Buck Showalter was going to fall asleep in the dugout just before the 8th inning and had no idea Pedro Strop would melt under the heat of a pennant race…but I knew, for sure, that New York’s rag-arm pitching staff would have their hands full on Thursday night. And so they did.
You’re going to see much more of what I’m terming “The Pinstripes Collapse” all weekend at Camden Yards.
Let me say it again, in case reading it my Thursday blog wasn’t emphasis enough: The Yankees’ pitching staff sucks. Once Joe Girardi gets past Sabathia and on the odd-night, Kuroda or Hughes, he has nothing but league-average or below from which to choose.
Wait until Sunday when Wild Pitch Freddy Garcia takes the mound for New York. Major League Baseball might do well to get another box of balls shipped off to Camden Yards in time for the homer-fest we’ll see when Freddy toes the rubber.
I mean, seriously, I’ve seen better looking pitchers on picnic tables.
Yeah, they’ll scratch out a win in this 4-game series (if they’re – ahem – “lucky”) but that won’t be enough to keep New York and their insufferable fans from knowing the truth in their heart — they’re not going to finish the season ahead of the Orioles and, in all likelihood, their September fall-from-grace will cost them a spot in the upcoming playoffs.
I told you this on Thursday: The Yankees are done.
“The Pinstripes Collapse” continues in Baltimore this evening.