Here we (and the Yankees) are again

Exactly one year ago, I wrote this.

Of course it’s not fun. It’s gut-wrenching agony, knowing that one bad pitch or one instance of not scoring with runners on first and second with no one out (tonight would not be a good night for the return of the #rispfail hashtag) could mean the end of the season. Tonight is going to be a difficult evening.

Then the conversation reached its obvious conclusion … that the jangled nerves are what make it fun.

And now, here we are again. The Yankees are hosting the American League Wild Card Game again, this time against Oakland.

Luis Severino will be on the mound again.

Nerves will be jangled again. It will be fun again.

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My apologies to Red Sox fans (sort of)

There’s no post-mortem like a losing Red Sox post-mortem, and there has never been a Red Sox losing post-mortem like in 2003, after Grady Little left Pedro Martinez in against the Yankees, and it didn’t work out so well. Continue reading “My apologies to Red Sox fans (sort of)”