Yankee fans watch the Yankees, Met fans watch the Mets, Franklin & Bash fans watch Franklin & Bash.

"They are not the best baseball team in town, but they are the best show.

In many ways, their flaws are what make them so much fun to watch every night."

If flaws make a team fun, the Yankees are very fun.

Mostly fun when runners are in scoring position or when their second baseman is trying to catch a throw from the catcher.


"They don’t do this methodically, or in ways that are devoid of emotion. On the contrary, the Mets wear it all on their sleeves, showing anguish when they fail, and jubilation when they succeed. They’ve come up with this way of playing — and winning — that’s infectious."

It really is amazing that the Yankees are supposedly devoid of emotion.

Remember Collins and the Mets talking trash before the second leg of the Subway Series? The chicken Yankees couldn't hit HRs at CitiField?

Remember how the Mets won Game One and took a 2-zip lead into the seventh inning of Game Two? With Dickey pitching Game Three?

At that moment, you thought the Mets were going to sweep the series, am I right?

Well, which team came back? Led by Ibanez, Cano, Swisher, the bullpen ... the Yankees weren't playing with emotion?


This article is typical of a relentless and weird "either/or" theme in NY sports coverage. As if the fans are impartial observers who wait 80 games to pick their team and then commit emotionally to the best story.


Jeff Bradley can't find a storyline for the Yankees? Let me help him out. Here are some ingredients from Wednesday's game:


July 4.

Steinbrenner's birthday.

USA's birthday.

John Sterling's birthday.

Righetti's no-hitter anniversary.

Phelps vs. Price.

Dual no-hitter through 4 innings.

Kyle Farnsworth, Kyle Farnsworth, Kyle Farnsworth, Kyle Farnsworth.

Yankees have lost 9 in a row in Tampa.

Robotic ARod bases-loaded walk on a full count.

Emotionless Robinson Cano with a go-ahead, 8th-inning. bases-loaded single.

David Robertson.

Rafael Soriano

Mariano Rivera injury.


You're the professional writer. Take those ingredients and make a yummy cupcake.

In other words, do your job.

Which I'm supposing is a sportswriter instead of a PR hack for the Mets.