The Return...

Sorry that I was gone, I was wrassling radioactive spider monkeys using only a sponge.

Anyway, I don't know what's worse. Losing and the Red Sox winning, or losing and the Red Sox losing. Red Sox losing would obviously be a disadvantage in the standings and stuff, and we'd be 2 back, but, you know, if we lose and the Red Sox lose, well... the Red Sox lose only 1.5 times every year, and you really have to capitalize and make sure you gain ground in the East.

But now it's irreversible, and the Yankees have got to move on and try to win some games. It's not that easy to come back off a bad, late inning, frustrating loss and destroy the next ballclub you face, but that's what the Yanks have got to do. And hey, they've definitely done it before.

It's sad to see Eric Hinske, who hit his first Yankee homer, hit another single, got nabbed in the foot and made a great diving catch in right field in the first inning, and be remembered in that game for striking out to end the game. That last at bat was painful for Mr. Patient(I call him that not cause he has discipline, but because he had been waiting so long to play as a Yankee and then had that great day). Hinske was up 3-1, then he fouls off the ball, then he strikes out on that little floating slider that might have or might not have been a strike. I don't blame him for swinging at it; had he taken it and it was strike three, it would've been an outrage. Tough.

The Song of the Day? Meh, I dunno. Ask Vanessa.

Stay positive, Yankee fans.

-EJ the Kid From New York