Game 58 // Ninth Inning, New York // Yankee Didi Dandy

BOTTOM OF THE NINTH: YANKEES 9 (3) – 7 RANGERS

 

“Pain is inevitable,” said Haruki Murakami, the great Japanese novelist. “Suffering is optional.”

The Yankees are no longer the Yankees Yankees. Pour one out. The Red Sox are in first place. Gone are the days of the sure-thing AL East crown for New York, with all other comers fighting for a Wild Card spot. Gone are the days of Jeter, Rivera, Continue reading “Game 58 // Ninth Inning, New York // Yankee Didi Dandy”

Game 37 // Ninth Inning, Oakland // Khris Davis for Three

BOTTOM OF THE NINTH: ATHLETICS 8 (4) – 5 RANGERS

 

Not that Chris Davis. The other one. Crush Khrush Davis. The ex-Brewer, the Oakland Athletic. Khris Davis.

He hit three home-runs on one balmy Oakland night, one for the win, two for the early lead and then the tie. Continue reading “Game 37 // Ninth Inning, Oakland // Khris Davis for Three”

Game 36 // Eighth Inning, Arlington // Bautista, Odor, and the Scoreless Big Inning

TOP OF THE EIGHTH: RANGERS 7 – 6 BLUE JAYS

 

The fans at Globe Life Park are chanting USA! USA! USA!! Jose Bautista is being hugged from behind, for over five minutes, by Adrian Beltre. The dugouts are empty. The bullpens are empty. Kevin Pillar is running around like a bull in a stampede.

It was the biggest inning all week, and it was scoreless. Continue reading “Game 36 // Eighth Inning, Arlington // Bautista, Odor, and the Scoreless Big Inning”

Game 31 // Eighth Inning, Arlington // Rangers Top the Sox

BOTTOM OF THE EIGHTH: RANGERS 13 (6) – 11 WHITE SOX

 

Silence on the TV broadcast mic for Hawk Harrelson, as Ryan Rua rounds the bases and touches home for the seventh run of the inning. The ball touches down onto the grass hill beyond the center-field wall, like a PGA-winning hole-in-one—fans from both sides of the bleachers streaming out to snag the winner. Continue reading “Game 31 // Eighth Inning, Arlington // Rangers Top the Sox”

Game 30 // Eighth Inning, Detroit // Pink-Power Rangers

TOP OF THE EIGHTH: RANGERS 7 (0) – 2 TIGERS

 

Upton at the wall. His hands on the chainlink fence between green padding sections, pressed up against @tigers @tigers @tigers printed in white lowercase letters, ringing the outfield at Comerica Park in a long, single-file row. He’s standing on the dirt warning track like a boat run aground, with his #8 jersey number and name printed in pink. It’s Mother’s Day. Continue reading “Game 30 // Eighth Inning, Detroit // Pink-Power Rangers”