By Any Means Necessary.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Home Game 76
Yankees 12 Orioles 9
Subway Race Winner: D train
Cap Game: #3



It wasn't pretty. Again the Yankees squandered a sizable lead and had to bring in Gordon and Rivera. But at this point, a win is a win. They keep pace with the BoSox and gain a game on Cleveland, who finally lost a game.

Small wasn't dominating, but he at least keep it to 3 runs (would've been nice if he couldn't gotten through 6 though.) In spite of the poor relief pitching the offense capitalized on Baltimore's poor play in the field and had some key home runs. A-Rod opposite field power is simply amazing. I think Jeter is the only other right-handed Yankee hitter I've seen hit a homer in the upper deck. And it's nice to see that Sheff hasn't lost his power.

It's late and I'm tired so here are some random notes from the game:
- Right before the Yankees take the field, they now have a graphic up on the Loge scoreboards with Jorge's "There is no trying..." quote. I didn't mind it at first, but this is getting a little too "Cowboy Up" for my taste. I just hope we don't start seeing "Grind It" shirts available.
- I was (briefly) on tv tonight when Posada hit his dinger.
- The collision at first between Bubba and Roberts didn't look that bad from where I was sitting. Roberts went down like he was shot though. Watching the replay on Encore, that was just nasty.
- In the 2nd Giambi had an epic 12-pitch at bat (I really thought a couple of those foul balls were headed out of the Stadium) It ended rather anti-climatically with a bloop single to center. When Tejada failed to make the catch he was serenaded with a "You're not Jeter" chant.
- There were a couple of nuns that they kept showing on the Diamond Vision (they played "We are Family" the first time). One of them (dressed in habit and pinstripes) was very happy to see herself on the big screen.
- Scott Proctor changed his intro music to another AC/DC classic, Dirty Deeds. I thought it might help his performance but he gave up a 2-run dinger (worked for one inning anyways.)

- The entertainment of the evening was provided by a drunk sitting at the end of my row. He didn't come in wasted, but he somehow got 6 of those little bottles of vodka in with him (not the airplane bottles, the next size up). It looked like he was sharing with the guys behind him, but judging from his condition, he drank most of it. He reminded me of a cross between Woody Allen and John McEnroe (Woody's height and demeanor with McNasty's face.)