Yeah, yesterday was a let down. I thought they had it in the bag until Castro gave up that slam. I had too much faith in our bullpen I guess. Castro has some wicked stuff, but he's still a little erratic with his control.
Even though I listened to the radio as a young kid and followed the Yankees I didn't really get into it hard until my teen years. I remember when Greg Nettles came up and I used to scream at the radio or TV because he couldn't catch a cold. I called him "stone hands". But within a couple years he became an incredible third baseman. Love the old days when George went out and got Catfish and Reggie. Blew my stack watching Danny Tartabull turn into "Danny Terrible"...still, not as bad the signing of Ellsbury or Pavano. Then there was the moment we signed Brien Taylor, the high school kid who could throw 100 mph and once killed a flying bat out of the air with a stone...got into a fist fight and never made the big club. Ended up as a UPS shelf stocker before joining his father as a brick layer
And there was Bam Bam, and Bye Bye Balboni, and Mick the Quick, etc. Great memories
I lived in Binghamton for most of my adult life and ran into Billy Martin a few times at bars. Got a signed ball by him. Quite the character. Nice guy if you didn't try to ruffle his feathers. There's a picture in a bar called "The Relief Pitcher" in Binghamton in which Billy, Mickey, and Whitey are sitting at a table in the bar with a really busty blonde laying her abundant breasts on both sides of Mickey's neck. All three were wasted as is obvious in the photo and really captures those three guys...LOL
Anyway, I'm ramblin and reminiscing. Hopefully, the Yanks stay on this crazy run with no injuries to key players for the rest of the season.