Subway Sweep (sorry, I just had to)

Yankees win, Mets lose.

Congrats to Mariano Rivera, one of the best all time – a competitive and noble sportsman who just reached save # 500.

That said, I’ll take a sweep, a healthy Wang, and a strong pair of Aces as the Yanks move within three games of the Sox.  Would have loved to go .500 against the Sox – that would put the Yanks in a dead heat entering July instead of wheelsucking through the turns. As opposed to previous seasons, it has so far been a great pleasure to watch the Yankees play infield and that has EVERYTHING to do with Mark Teixeira.  Brian Bruney is starting to resemble a sixth Village Person.  No one wants to pitch to ARod anymore.  Yanks don’t really have an alternative to batting Robbie Cano fifth.

Lots of goodies tossed out by the Mets pinata, lots of great plays along with, but a whole lot more goodies.  Dan Murphy led off.  Whatever’s left of Jerry Manuel’s brains must be depleted by now, judging from that feat of rostering (and his manifold 5-pitch intentional walks).  Watching Jerry Manuel manage is like watching Mexican soap opera without subtitles: you try anxiously to follow the twisted plot unfold without an inkling as to where it will take anyone or why anything is happening.  After an hour a big red question mark appears above your head and you just have to change the channel at that point.  Taco Time is SO appropriate.  Livan Hernandez usually improves as the season progresses, so the sky is the limit for El Caballo.  Jose Reyes needs to come back RIGHT NOW!