Every Time I Think They're Out, They Pull Me Back In

This reminded me so much of how I felt after the Yankees lost that raindelay game in Baltimore and then came back late and won the next night against the Angels.  Both times they lost a game they desperately needed.  Both times they had Chapman on the mound with a lead and both times it was spoiled by Mother Nature.  The only diffetence is this time I won't be fooled by it.  Ordinarily I would say this is going to jettison them to make a big run, but we've seen about 5 of these moments so far this year and everyone of them has been followed by disappointment.

If there's something to take from this it's that Mike Pineda just may be getting his mojo back.  You still can't possibly count on him game to game and pulling him for Dellin was a no-brainier given how enigmatic he is, but the Texas Rangers fucking mash and he made them look like chumps today.  20 swings and misses.  12 Ks in 6 innings.  That's the kind of dominance we haven't seen out of him since last Mother's Day.

This little game of cat and mouse with this team is starting to make me sick.  Like I've said a million times, I can't relate to the average baseball fan.  I don't know what it's like to give up on a season before the math tells me to.  I know I'm stupid, but I'm still trying to hang on. What do these last two games mean?  It means we're still "alive".  It means we'll all be paying just a little more attention to this series in San Diego.  It means the haul for Miller, Chapman and Beltran may be a little bit greater if the Yankees can convince other teams they still have something to play for.  It means all good things.  These last two games were about as exciting as the stadium has been all year long and if you ask me, splitting a four game set with the best team in the American League is about all you can ask for from your 2016 New York Yanekes.  We're on to San Diego.