
The feel good ride of the New York Yankees'
off season is over. A kings ransom was paid to bloated free agents. Headlines were snatched. Hype went into overdrive. An
exorbitant pleasure palace awaits the Bronx Bombers highly anticipated return to glory. Not so fast.
Last night in Tampa, the Rays reminded us that last season wasn't a fluke,
aberration or bad dream. Before the game the American League Champions hoisted banners while the pinstripes watched. The Yanks took the field with the opportunity to crash the upstarts party and put the kids in their rightful place. Good luck with that.
A young, aggressive, confident Rays team dismantled their elders. The scoreboard read 15-5, it wasn't that close. The lopsided loss is only one game in the standings but the impact of this ugly crash will reverberate.
"It would really be a blow to the Yankees psyche...As bad of body language as you'll see from a pitcher.--(Cone/YES/paraphrased) Coney is describing
Chien-Ming Wang who gave up eight runs in one inning. Is there any relief? The bullpen allowed seven runs in seven innings and failed for the third time in seven games. Nick Swisher pitched a scoreless eight and proved to be the most effective pitcher of the evening. (Note: someone needs to clue Swisher in to the fact that there is nothing funny about an embarrassing loss. The perpetual grin is getting old fast.)
There is more to this abysmal story than poor pitching. The adroitly managed Rays exploited another flaw in the Yanks armor. Aggressive
base runners ran with abandon, swiping six bases early and rattling a reeling Wang.
Posada threw well for a 37 year old catcher, coming off major shoulder surgery, with a slow moving hurler on the mound. Get used to it, as the Rays and Red
Sox will be running all summer.
The Yankees were jolted by grim reality last night in Tampa. The game is still played on the field. The pennant can't be bought it must be earned by the best team. Gulp.
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