![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularWhile I was in New York, the New York Yankees were struggling, teetering near last place, and a lot of fans were steeling themselves (okay, ourselves) for the real possibility that 2007 was going to be a lost season. Meanwhile, the Mets were soaring, fully in command, and looked like a mortal lock for the postseason, maybe even the World Series (though once the postseason starts it's a crapshoot, ask anyone).
If someone had greeted me as I got off the plane in Athens this past July by telling me that on October 1st, one New York team would be securely in a postseason berth while the other would be eliminated on the last day, I'd have thought, "well, the Yankees gave it a good run right up to the end," then found a bar, drunk a good stiff gin and tonic, and slept fitfully.
If that same someone had told me that on the last day in September, Jorge Posada would be managing the Yankees while they tuned up for the postseason? I'd probably have said something about wishful thinking.
I will say one thing: the sensation of watching your team going into a do-or-die game and getting smashed flat in the top of the first inning, then waiting in agony for the end to come, is a feeling any Yankee fan of the past decade knows. It ain't pleasant.
But given how far back the Yankees came from, and how far they climbed? Impressive. One thing I will say, though, is that I'm scheduled to come back to New York on the 23rd. It'd do my heart good to see Yankee Stadium open for business on the 24th.
If someone had greeted me as I got off the plane in Athens this past July by telling me that on October 1st, one New York team would be securely in a postseason berth while the other would be eliminated on the last day, I'd have thought, "well, the Yankees gave it a good run right up to the end," then found a bar, drunk a good stiff gin and tonic, and slept fitfully.
If that same someone had told me that on the last day in September, Jorge Posada would be managing the Yankees while they tuned up for the postseason? I'd probably have said something about wishful thinking.
I will say one thing: the sensation of watching your team going into a do-or-die game and getting smashed flat in the top of the first inning, then waiting in agony for the end to come, is a feeling any Yankee fan of the past decade knows. It ain't pleasant.
But given how far back the Yankees came from, and how far they climbed? Impressive. One thing I will say, though, is that I'm scheduled to come back to New York on the 23rd. It'd do my heart good to see Yankee Stadium open for business on the 24th.
