Thursday, July 25, 2024

It has gone on long enough, that is true.

I would never say anything has hit "rock bottom," because you probably haven't seen it yet.

It was the two-out, two-strike game-tying home run by Masataka Yoshida.

Then it was the back-to-back errors with two outs in the ninth in Baltimore with first place on the line. Ridiculous. I've watched a lot of baseball, and I'm not sure if I've ever seen a more embarrassing display.

Now it's the embarrassing finale vs. the Mets.

Crosstown rivals? I really don't care about that part. Neither team is going anywhere in the playoffs in my opinion. Either could prove me wrong in October. Both could prove me wrong in October. Next thing you know, it's Cole vs. Manaea in Game One of the World Series with Benny Agbayani leading off for the Mets.

The whole thing about outlooks and "on pace to win" and "if they go .500 from this point forward" is that you just don't know when a team is going to go on a streak or a slump.

One of the most overlooked aspects of the Yankees' slump is that the Big Bad Orioles haven't been much better.

I guess the narrative isn't really "Big Bad Orioles."

It's more "Up and Coming Orioles."

"Fresh Faced Orioles."

A cool drink of water in a division dominated by the Yankees for decades (though the division has not actually been dominated by the Yankees for decades).

I'm also not dismissing 30 bad games. A .700 team has fallen to .600. If they really keep up the .333 winning percentage, they'll fall completely out of the playoff picture. 

This probably won't happen.

They're the 90-win team we always thought they were. They just have a roller coaster way of getting to 90 wins.

So what are we really talking about? 

What are we really concerned about? 

It's the attitude. The entertainment value. The team that rests on its laurels and reputation and sleepwalks its way through the regular season.

It's not even the final score of last night's game. It's the fact that when the Yankees fell behind by three runs in the fifth inning, you knew the game was over. You knew that Volpe was not going to come through with bases loaded. You knew that Gleyber was going to strike out with runners on base. Watching the Yankees is just changing the channel and checking in every forty minutes to see if it's time for Soto and Judge to get up again.



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