Game 118: Somewhat Expected.
Well, I could lie and say I thought we’d pound the Orioles into the ground, but I think we all know that wasn’t going to happen, not even on our best day. Rather, they’re the ones that did the pounding. Our playoff chances keep getting slimmer and slimmer, given that we’re behind Kansas City by several games for the second WC spot. This isn’t going to be an in-depth recap, only because I stayed up rather late last night watching news about Robin Williams, and as such, I’m a bit exhausted right now and don’t particularly have the energy to do a whole lot of bellyaching about how bad the Yankees managed to shit the bed last night. Losing 11-3 is awful, whether it happens in April or August, but when you’re fighting for your playoff lives, it’s about 10 steps to the left of awful. I hope that tonight’s game is the exact opposite, in that we manage to win, whether it’s by one run or 20.