Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Double Hat Action Bronson Likes...Cervi Neck Veins

Well, she has yet to confirm with me that she likes this (whatever, she is working, Fashion's Night Out is looming, blah blah blah) so I will speak for her and say that she likes these very, very much.

You don't f*ck with the Jesus (Image/AP)

Cervi got into it with Bad Sox catcher, Jarrod Saltasomethingtoolong and in case you can't tell by the picture, he was none too happy about being HBP by pitcher/world-class asshat, John Lackey. This was in the 7th, two innings after Cervi blasted a solo shot, upped Lackey's ERA and the Yankees' shot at winning and after Grandy was hit in the hand in the 1st.

After Cervi's smack-in-the-back, both benches cleared but sadly, no Bad Sox were beaten to a pulp, not even Rat Face Pedroia, but CC retaliated  by hitting Jacob-y Ellsbur-y  to start the bottom of the 7th.

This is what I'm talking about! The Bad Sox are ALWAYS throwing at the Yankees and our boys in pinstripes are too classy/timid to throw back. CC did what other pitchers, including AJ, did not do: show those B*ston bitches that the Yankees are not going to take it.

Congrats to Cervi on his 3rd HR of the season, and also being so damn sexy when angry. DHAB and I both like this.

Update: DHAB confirmed that she likes this and all is right with the world.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

40 Is the New...65?

Yesterday, Jorge Posada turned 40 years old. A member of the revered and senior remaining Core Four, the Yankee DH - who also plays the catcher when Mo comes out and neither Martin nor Cervelli is ready to warm him - is considered by some fans to be too old for Pinstripes. While many may hold this to be true, there is a matter of respect that one should give to players who are of the venerable age to be considered senior citizens in the game, but really are just a smidge of a decade past being in his 20s.


 Cheers as Jorgey briefly gets off the bench for Mo's warm up on August 9th

Jorges hands off to Martin (this was that really cool game that I went to), who was on base at the bottom of the 8th and went to get in gear

Pretend Jorge were in any other field, take my field, public relations, for example. In New York, at his age, with his years of experience and successful track record, he would likely be an EVP at one of the top agencies like DeVries or Burson, or have his own agency that he runs to reflect his life's passion through the clients that he chooses. But in baseball years, he might as well be a number on the wall and a player at Old Timer's Day.

Yet, earlier this week, on an otherwise uneventful Monday, 41-year-old Jim Thome, once of the Good Sox (sans 2005 ring), hit his 600th home run - in the same game as his 599th home run - earning himself an accomplishment that only seven other men in the game have achieved. And he is still going.

When I was at the Yankees' game on Saturday, August 13th, sitting in the bleachers with the fans who both love to love the Yankees and love to express their disgust over them, Jorge hit a grand slam, his 10th in his career, and 6th highest all-time on the Yankees. After the initial madness, triple high-fives, screaming and clapping, which were followed a batter later with a curtain call, some of those around me began declaring "we just saw Jorge's last grand slam." Some agreed, some shook their heads, others kept silent. I rolled my eyes.

Not half an inning later, one of the "fans" behind us (whom the creatures around me called "Stub Hubbers") began talking loudly about how it was time for Jorge to retire and that the Yankees should announce it before the game was over. Clearly intoxicated on his multiple $11 beers - he even spent 15 minutes going on about what an amazing deal he got on chicken fingers and fries in a plastic bucket at Johnny Rocket's - the man was louder than most of the rest of the crowd and did not stop repeating his thoughts on Jorge.

What makes me sad, because I don't like change even though I welcome new Yankees quite happily, is that Mr. Loudmouth was probably right; Jorge won't be a Yankee for that much longer. It is hopefully another season, if only for the sense of comfort that a familiar lifer like Jorgey brings to the bench, but may just be 'til the Playoffs or sooner, as his recent out-of-game-time has made me worry. He is at the peak of retiring age, too much longer may seem desperate but it's long enough that we can all be thankful that we had him as part of our recent-decades core.

Plus, he's prime to have a number retiring ceremony and a heaping handful of Old Timer's Games down the line. It sounds like a pretty sweet time to be having at what is ultimately a young age for retirement.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Legen- wait for it -dary

So, yeah, those Legends Suite seats that Pete got for Tuesday night's game were pretty, well, sweet.

We had a private entrance...

There was an air-conditioned bi-level restaurant with sit-down service and a buffet. None of us cared though, because there was a game going on! I've always said, why do people come to the stadium to sit in a bar or restaurant and watch the game on TV? The only exception is when it is 104 degrees and humid. These pics were shot when I popped in during the 6th to use the nicest ladies' room I've ever seen.
 

The lower level of the restaurant had nice memorabilia from the Yankees (behind glass cases or that shiz woulda been MINE!)

The Melk Man!

And there was a gelato bar, which I hit and asked for "the tiniest scoop of Cannoli gelato possible." This is what that looks like, also, the view from where I sat. We had a waitress, Lisa, who brought us food off of a menu that was in the drink holder at our seats, but gelato wasn't on the list, just soft serve.

Naturally, we each needed pics to prove we were there (even though we were on camera pretty much 85% of the game).

Pete was happy to get a pic with Jeter's ass

I was happy just to be feet from Grandy as he warmed up on deck

Corey did not stop smiling the entire time


I'm still not quite sure if Andrew believed where he was


Happiness and bonded forever by our Legen- wait for it -dary seats. Sooooo amazing.
 

On another note, AJ, WTF did you do to your hair? Did you think I would like it, 'cause you were wrong...

There are still more pics from this game coming. It'll be at least one more post. XOXO, Gossip Girl

Sweet Zombie Jesus! Did that really happen?

Was I just sitting in the first row of Section 19, excuse me, Legends Suite Section 19 at Yankee Stadium for the vs. Angels game?

Um, yeah. I was:

I was between the back of home plate and (the best part) the Yankees' on deck circle. I made eye contact. I waved. I blew a kiss or two and in general, had the most possible fun I could have had not actually sitting in the dugout.


Oh, hey, Derek. You come here often?

Paul Simon does (I've never wanted my name to be Cecelia more in my life)

Brett Brett! I know you heard me heard me!

Oh, AJ, I still believe in you (but please fix your hair)

More pics soon. Now, sleep. Gym in five hours.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Beating the Off-Day Blues: First place was fun for the 20 hours, no?

Last night, the Yanks went down in 10 innings after Mo blew a save (I STILL LOVE YOU, MO!) in B*ston and put those ugly Red Bs back on top of the AL EAST. (ed: has anyone else noticed the only AL two teams above .600 are in the AL East? In the NL, it's just the Phillies above .600 and everyone else clawing for .575 tops? Yeah.)

At least the Yankees are back in town, withe the Angels' series starting tomorrow at 7:05 and I have much fun to look forward to this week, with at least one game on the horizon.

Be well, peeps, and feel better, Dave!