Tipping the Cap Towards the Bronx
I’ve been saying this for a while now…the Yankees have been playing like winners for about two months now.
Their efforts paid off as last night they won the Wild Card and still challenge Boston with four games left.
To come back from playing punch drunk and 14.5 games back in late May to win is a major accomplishment. I’m not a fan of the team, but boy, do I respect them.
Their win came as my guys, the hapless Mets, play as if they don’t want to win the NL East. Heck, at this rate, they may miss the post-season entirely if they fall to Philly. Considering the Nationals and Marlins have largely sucked this season, the Mets should have tuned up against them rather than folding like a Class A team.
I appreciate the hitting surge the last two weeks but it’s pointless when both the starters and relievers can’t seem to find consistency. Watching has becoming painful so I’m pleased it’s premiere week on prime time so I’m distracted.
These next four days will either be euphoric or depressing. Probably both, knowing my guys.