Crash, Kevin Costner’s character in “Bull Durham” has a wonderful speech about the difference between a .250 and .300 major league hitter – two bloop singles or seeing-eye ground balls a week. Last night Jeter had two hits, a bloop single and a bloopier double to right field. Without those bloops and infield swinging bunts Jeter would be pushing Nick Swisher for a spot on the Interstate on-ramp. So what constitutes “a tear”? A few line drives, a few bloops, and a few seeing-eye ground balls. Add them up and anyone can go 17 for 44, except so few do.
And now for something completely different…
Without an NBA reality show available last night, where zebra clad “officials” function as real-time script writers, or an NHL battle where a 1-0 game can keep you riveted to your chair, I gave an honest effort at watching the Yankee – Seattle three – hour slogathon. Saw Jeter mishandle two ground balls, one scored an error, then, thanks to a home-friendly “official” scorer, changed to a hit. Watched Ivan Nova struggle through a couple of innings. Listened to Ken Singleton quote, for the 18th million time, that Bob Gibson was not afraid to pitch inside – and finally had to change channels to a rerun of “Kitchen Nightmares” to stay awake. Watching Teixeira and Granderson are worth the effort and Robinson Cano’s disaster-waiting-to-happen defense has been, shall we say, entertaining? The rest of the Yanks, just lately, make me fell like a Cubs fan.
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