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I can smell death

The end is near my friends. I can smell death, and I can taste the end of a playoff era. I try to keep my swagger and arrogance, but lets be realistic. This team is playing with as much energy as John Daly in church. Yes, the injuries have been devastating, and probably can be the single reason why they are where they are. Wang, Chamberlain, Posada, Hughes, Matsui, Kennedy, ARod, and Damon all were out. That is a huge list of key players, but what about Cano or Melky. They SUCK this year. I wish Cano would have a little spring in his step. And if Melky can’t catch balls, he is useless.

So I am going to sit back and stew in my own misery watching the Red Sox win, while the Yanks continue this train wreck.

PS. I think Girardi is doing a very good job. No way you can ping any of this on him. Yeah, some questionable moves here and there, but overall I would give him a high mark for this year.

PSS. If the Yankees some how manage to come back and take over the wild card or the division with some miraculous comeback, ignore anything I wrote between “the end is near…” and “…PSS”.

Dave



Goodbye sweet playoffs

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