Ugh, I hate losses like this. Like the Yanks were down 6 - zip at one point with stud ace Sergio Mitre on the mound, and even then I couldn't be any more confident that they would come back and win. I mean, they are playing in the Bronx Mecca, and it's the fucking Royals. Teams like that allow you to have the balls to make those bold predictions sometimes bro.
Not a horrible loss considering Mitre was pitching, but it made me realize he can be a real bum. Like awful. I think Kansas Shitty even has some decent bats, but Mitre doesn't make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He just looks dirty. In between innings he's probably telling Cano how sleepy he is, and that he's just the janitor, mang. In any event, losing to the Royals is like losing in a game of connect four to a retarded kid. I mean, sure everyone with an IQ of .5 can put four colored chips in a row diagonal, horizontal, or vertical, but when push comes to shove he's still retarded.
Play this video!
On a really HOT note (no mom, not going to be a girl reference this time) Mark Teixeria has been absolutely obliterating major league pitching since July. Two big flys today. Took him fucking long enough, but our boy has arrived and all of a sudden, the overall season numbers look well, like his usual "back of his baseball card" stats. July numbers: .400 avg, 21 runs scored, 7 homers, 21 RBI. Makes your boy smile.
-Dbl-A
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