As my Dad always said: close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
Almost holding on to a 3-run lead? Doesn't count.
Almost hitting for the cycle? Doesn't count.
Almost getting 3 outs, instead of earning 3 runs? Doesn't count.
Almost coming from behind to win the ballgame in the 9th? Doesn't count.
Almost keeping the Rays from sweeping? Doesn't count.

Somebody needs to post a giant, posterboard-sized calendar on the wall of the visitor's clubhouse tonight in the Bronx to remind the guys that we've officially entered July, and there's no more June swoon allowed. (I'm looking at you, BA/OBP of certain members of the lineup... and you, majority of the bullpen.)
Oh, and one more observation...
Almost winning with class and walking away with dignity? Doesn't count.




on July 3, 2008 1:16 PM
They played our song??? THEY PLAYED OUR SONG????????? Now I think I hate them more than the Skankees!!!!!