The Rays home opener was quite a ride. It started with the raising of the championship banners. I bet there were big biker dudes all misty eyed in the stands. It gave me goosebumps. My only complaint is that they didn’t show the Yankees dugout at all. I wanted to see their reactions.
Then the Rays gave their fans a true taste of how good they really are. Kazmir started it off by shutting them down in the first inning. Then the offense made sure Chien-Ming Wang was never comfortable.
BJ is back! He makes this team scary. Tonight he was great in the lead-off spot. He started with a walk, and then before Wang blinked he was on second. Then CC gets hit by a pitch. Do you realize how much fun it is going to be if those two can get on base together consistently? Well fun for us, not the opposing teams!
The offense was great tonight. I’m sure it had something to do with the Yankees pitching, but it was still nice to see the guys locked in.
Kazmir continued to pound the strikezone and his defense helped him out too. BJ made a catch in center that probably made the guys at DRaysbay cream their jeans. It was kind of orgasmic, and if that wasn’t enough Bossman laid down a perfect bunt in the second. The only flaw in his performance tonight was his mustache. What up?
Has Jason Bartlett been drinking muscle milk? He jacked another one.
Okay does anyone else think that Maddon talking to the broadcasters during the inning totally jinxed Scott Kazmir? The only thing cool about that was how Maddon called Longo ”the Joe Montana of the infield.”
Can someone send Gabe Gross some chapstick. I found out HD is not always good. Have you seen his crusty lips in that tobacco free Florida commercial? Ewww, gross.
So the Rays put the smack down on the Yanks, but after a while it just wasn’t fun anymore. I actually felt sorry for some of them. Jorge Posada must have thought he was stuck in some sort of nightmare. Joe Girardi was hoping Calgon would take him away but no such luck. He finally got so frustrated with his pitchers that he brought in his secret weapon, Nick Swisher.
Now if you’ve read this blog, I’m sure you know that I find Nick Swisher totally creepy, and in HD he is even more frightening. I’ve even likened him to a ventriloquist doll. However tonight he appealed to my soft side. First he tipped his cap to Carl Crawford after a stellar catch. Then he pitched a scoreless eighth. You gotta wonder if he went in the dugout after the seventh and said “Okay this shit is getting old. I can do better than that.” At which point Girardi said “Go for it. What am I going to do, get fired?”
He totally cracked me up. I forgot for a little bit how icky he is. I bet Kapler felt pretty crappy after the game. He can’t even get a hit off of Nick Swisher. Ouch.
Let’s hope we see more of that running game, more of that great pitching, more of that great defense and more of kicking Yankee butt tomorrow. Go Rays!