Let’s see…in the last 24 hours, I’ve:
And still none of these behavioral monuments to lunacy are as ridiculous as Pedro Martinez saying “Any time I hear that, ‘Who’s your daddy?’ it reminds me that God is my daddy. It gives me strength. It keeps me strong and healthy, and I believe I can do anything.”
So, if we consider that it was only 5 years ago that Pedro claimed the Yankees were, in fact, his daddy, by the transitive property, we can infer that Pedro thinks the Yankees are God.
Not for the faint of heart, but whenever I hear “Who’s your Daddy?” I recall this scene in Rob Zombie’s House of 1000 Corpses.
Yeah, so that’s what the World Series has come to. Madness and macabre. Right in time for Halloween! Topical!
Here we go. Game 2. Not a must-win situation, so I won’t call it that. The Phillies send our boy Petey to the mound, who hasn’t pitched in the Bronx since his Mets days in 2005.
According to him, he’s “older and wiser” which should bring his overall net intelligence to around sea level now. A.J. Burnett gets the nod for the Yanks, and I have this weird feeling that our boy is going to stun us (in a good way.)
A-Rod went 0-3 yesterday with 3Ks in his first World Series game. So…cue the “SEE? We KNEW he wasn’t clutch!” glee. I don’t even know if it warrants stating the obvious here, but it is, indeed, one game.
As far as CC Sabathia’s performance last night, as commenter “timmy” astutely noted, “If you give me 7 innings, 6 Ks, and 2 earned on 4 hits from Carsten Charles, I’ll take it every time.”
I’m not exactly ready to toss in my optimism towel just yet. Especially if you consider the way the Yankees started their dynasty 13 years ago.
The Phils are good. But the Yankees are the Yankees. And that’s all you need to know going into tonight. Let’s get ’em back, NY.
I still think this series is ours.
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This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on October 29, 2009