Tagged: losing

Game 161: Gotta keep it interesting.

If there’s anything we’ve learned about the Yankees over the many decades of their history, it’s that they like to keep their fans on their toes, not letting them anticipate what’s happening next.  A nice, close victory on Friday….a blowout on Saturday.  Who only knows what we’re going to get tonight, but it better be in the form of a Yankees victory, that much I know for fact.

Tanaka had a bad day.  I think we can all admit that.  The opposing team putting up an eight-run 2nd inning will do to that to you every time.  The rest of the pitchers we tossed up there yesterday afternoon weren’t much better, but they at least didn’t push the Red Sox toward 20 runs or something.  The three errors didn’t help our cause either, and I’m sure Tanaka and the relievers (which sounds like a bad 80s New Wave band) didn’t appreciate them.  The good thing is, if you can take any good away from this, only six of the runs were earned, so no one’s ERA took too big of a hit.  Silver linings, y’all.

The offense was pretty atrocious, not actually getting anything going until the last few innings, but by then it was too late.  Ichiro went 2-5, Cervelli went 2-3 after coming in to PH for Derek Jeter who left with a tweaked hamstring, Chase Headley went 2-5, Chris Young went 2-4 with an RBI, and Stephen Drew went 1-3 with 2 RBI.  All of our usual regulars didn’t play, as there was no real point to putting them out on the field.  I used to call this, back in the Joe Torre era, as the “House Money Lineup.”  Meaning, you’re essentially conceding to the other team.  I mean, when you smack 12 hits, but only manage four runs, going 3-12 with RISP, it can be argued how much you’re really trying.  Let’s just hope Sunday night’s game is a blistering Yankees victory so that Derek Jeter can exit both at home and on the road, with a win.

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Game 158: Welp, that’s it then.

So that’s how the world ends; not with a bang, but a whimper.  We are officially eliminated from any and all playoff spots, which means our season is basically over.  Derek Jeter’s last home game is tomorrow, his last ever game is on Sunday night.  If we’re going to win any of the next four games, please let them be those.  One of the people I follow on Twitter tweeted an interesting graphic concerning the last time the Yankees missed the playoffs in consecutive seasons —

For the uninitiated, that’s what gas prices were like the last time that happened, which should give you an idea of how rare an occurrence it is.  Gas under a buck…..where oh where did the time go.

Our pitching sucked this afternoon, and there’s no nice way of putting it.  Our starter, Shane Greene, lasted only 3.2 innings, giving up 6 ER on 7 H.  Our bullpen gave up a further 3 ER on 8 H.  It was just an all-around sh!tshow, so I’m not sure if yesterday was an aberration or what.  Claiborne and Huff were the only two relievers who didn’t crap the bed, so good for them.

The offense was as stale and pathetic as the pitching.  Once again, the top part of the lineup had all the hits/runs, with one exception; Stephen Drew went 1-2 with an RBI, and he bats sixth.  Chase Headley went 3-4 with an RBI, Mark Teixeira went 2-4 with 3 RBI, and that’s basically anything of consequence.

Game 157: Let down.

Well, we made a game of it, and I suppose in the end, that’s what counts.  We had been down 5-1 early, but managed to storm back in the later innings, but we fell a bit short.  Our elimination number from any and all postseason activity is now 1, which, well…..I can’t say I’m all that upset about, really.  I knew it would take an act of nature or something else wildly unlikely for us to make the playoffs this year, so I’ve always had that in the back of my mind.  It makes it hurt less when it becomes an eventuality.

What can I say about Brandon McCarthy?  At least he didn’t walk anybody?  He struck out eight?  If only the front half of his line (11 H, 5 ER) looked as good as the back half.  He also pitched into the 6th, so that’s something else too.  Rich Hill, Esmil Rogers, Dellin Betances, and David Robertson all pitched in relief, giving up a further six hits, but no runs, no walks, and they struck out three.  If only they’d pitched the entire game.

Our offense went back to being woeful, with yet again, barring a couple of exceptions, all of the offense coming from the first third of the batting order.  Brett Gardner went 1-4, Derek Jeter went 1-5, and Brian McCann went 2-4 with 2 RBI.  Both Chris Young and Stephen Drew collected RBIs, but they had no hits.  We were 0-8 with RISP and had 7 LOB.  You can’t win games that way.  I don’t even think the 1927 Yankees could win a game like that. There’s two more games to this series, one this afternoon, and then Derek Jeter’s last home game tomorrow night, and if we’re going to win either of them….please win tomorrow night’s game.

Game 154: Well, that was nice while it lasted.

The Yankees could only manage three in a row, I’m afraid.  Any more and they’d all be liable to blow up or something.  We’re only four games above .500, so my challenge for them is to finish better than 82-82.  Even if it’s 83-81, I don’t care.  Just finish above .500.

Chris Capuano didn’t have the best night, lasting only 5.2 innings, giving up 4 ER on 5 H, walking four while striking out only two.  At least he didn’t give up any HRs, yeah?  Our bullpen was okay, they didn’t completely sh!t the bed, but they did give up a further 2 ER and 5 H, so it wasn’t a sparkling performance by any means.  There were other reasons we eventually ended up losing that had nothing to do with the pitching, as poor as it was.

The offense has been stagnant all season, so that in and of itself wasn’t shocking.  I expect us to barely do anything at the plate anymore.  What annoyed me is we managed 11 hits, a feat for this team, and yet we scored only three runs.  We were 3-13 with RISP and left 11 men on base.  That’s not going to win you ballgames, whether you’re a good team, a poor team, or a middling team.  When are we ever going to clock that many hits during one game?  You need to capitalize on that.  Brett Gardner went 2-5, Derek Jeter went 2-5 with an RBI, Brian McCann went 1-4 with an RBI, Ichiro went 2-4, and Francisco Cervelli went 1-4 with an RBI.  Let’s win today if we can.  That’s IF we can.

Game 150: The Yankees clearly hate their fans.

Well, I should have expected this, really.  I mean, at this rate, we may not finish the season over .500.  With 12 games to go, it’s entirely doable, and since the playoffs are firmly out of the picture, why not shoot for the stars, eh?  Congrats are in order for the Baltimore Orioles, as they won their first AL East championship since 1997, incidentally the one year from 1996-2000 that the Yankees didn’t win the World Series.  Hmm.  Foreshadowing for next season?  I could go with a 1998-style run right about now.

Unlike Monday’s stellar pitching performance that translated into a loss, we got the exact opposite of that last night, and still lost anyway.  Michael Pineda turned in an uncharacteristically middling performance, lasting only 5.1 innings, giving up 1 ER on 4 H.  It was our bullpen that didn’t help matters at all.  Esmil Rogers gave up 3 ER on 2 H during his stint in the game, which lasted all of 1/3 of an inning, then Rich Hill comes in and gives up 1 ER on 2 H, leaving before even recording an out.  When the Yankees suck, we make a show out of it, don’t we?

Well, the good news is, we exceeded our offensive output from Monday by well over 100%.  The bad news is, we only scored one run, and on Monday we scored no runs at all.  So, I mean, it’s something.  Whatever.  Ichiro went 1-4 with an RBI, Francisco Cervelli went 2-3, and that’s basically it as far as notable performances went.  Let’s see if we can get swept tonight!

Game 149: Beyond pitiful.

I don’t really think words exist to describe the horror of last night’s game.  I really don’t.  I don’t know what was worse about it; the fact we didn’t score a single run, or the fact we gave up the win in the bottom of the 9th inning.  It’s like the Yankees hate their fans, and want to make them suffer as much as is humanly possible.

Chris Capuano pitched a great game, it’s a shame that he didn’t get a win to reflect it.  6.0 IP, 2 H, 0 ER, 0 BB, 4 K — that should be a winning line.  A big thumbs down to Shawn Kelley who coughed up the RBI to Zobrist in the 9th, that was not cool.  I mean, we were going to lose anyway, but did it have to be with 2 outs?

A big thumbs down also goes to the offense, who aside from Martin Prado (2-4), didn’t do a damn thing.  I know I’ve come to expect mediocrity these past few months, but come on.  Show some balls.

Game 148: We should have been swept.

Yes, you read that right.  We had no business winning the one game that we did, so really, we ought to have been swept.  Doesn’t feel good saying it, but the truth hurts sometimes.  We were outplayed in Saturday’s game, but managed to squeak by for who knows what lucky reason, but that kind of luck doesn’t tend to stay with us, so here we are.

It’s a shame that when our starters turn in really excellent performances, the offense sh!ts the bed and renders them moot.  Kuroda threw 7.0 innings, gave up 1 ER on 6 H, walked none and struck out five.  Fast-forward to the bottom of the 9th, and David Robertson, usually a very reliable pitcher, promptly blows the save, then gets the loss, by giving up 2 ER on 3 H.  Thanks for nothing, D-Rob.

That said, it’s not entirely the pitching’s fault that we lost.  The offense did nothing, as they’re wont to do anymore.  Martin Prado and Brian McCann accounted for our runs, each going 2-4 with an RBI.  As we only had six hits to speak of, that’s 2/3 of the offense right there.  Two people.  You can’t win games with that, no matter how well your pitching might be.  Depressing.  Just absolutely utterly depressing.