No, I’m not talking about this kind.
Or this kind.
Or even this kind.
I’m talking about the kind that fits nicely into the following headline:
“Yankees Crush Twins 10-2.”
Yes, it was a decisive victory for the Yanks in their opener at the Metrodome, but it would have been a downright blowout if Carlos Gomez had not made a terrific catch of A-Rod’s would-be grand slam in the third.
This was no ordinary web gem; the guy timed his jump perfectly, leapt and caught the ball like a comic book hero.
Gomez wasn’t finished, either. In the sixth, he made a great grab of Matsui’s fly ball. He was not so lucky on Gardner’s gapper, which turned into a triple and put the Yanks up 9-1. There’s just no stopping Brett the Jet.
But before I spend another nanosecond on the offense, I must pay tribute to CC, who threw a sparkling seven innings, giving up a paltry one run and three hits.
Is the big man getting even bigger, by the way? He looks like he’s been sprinkled with this.
Bombko pitched the final two innings, allowing a run in the eighth. I don’t know what to say about him. I guess he serves a purpose in the bullpen. I just haven’t figured out what it is, except that he eats innings (or whatever else there is to eat).
Back to the scoring. There was a lot of it, obviously, starting right in the first inning when the Yankees kept blooping cheapo singles at the Twins. One of them included Brett the Jet’s infield hit off Baker’s buttocks. Ouch. Talk about a pinball wizard.
I think everybody in the lineup had at least one hit. Tex, who continues his homer-less stretch, had four, and Cervelli, who’s about to be replaced on the roster by Molina (sob), had a couple. The biggest surprise was Cano, whose inability to function like a Major Leaguer with men on base, has been well documented. He came up with bases loaded in the sixth and managed one of those bloop singles I mentioned earlier. He looked thrilled.
Whatever it takes, Robbie. The important thing is that the Yanks notched their 11th win in 13 games. Now it’s on to tomorrow night with AJ on the mound. Keep the train moving, boys. Or, in the case of the video below, the ship’s cabin.