In one of the stranger games I've seen in years, the Yankees pulled one out of the hat (or some other nether region), beating the Rays 7-6 to take the four-game set, three games to one. Again, the Yankees spotted the Rays an early-inning three-run lead, only to storm back, with some usual suspects and some irregular actors providing the heroics. The pitching was mainly shaky, the Rays played themselves out of the game in some crucial spots, the Yankees got some luck on which they capitalized and made some terrific defensive plays, but a win is a win is a win, and they needed this one, indeed this series, badly.
Facing Edwin Jackson, who entered the game with a miserable 1-9 record and a 7.23 ERA despite throwing very hard, the Yankees again failed to score runs despite some hard-hit balls. With one out Jeter walked, Abreu flew out to the left-field wall for the second out and, after Jeter stole second, A-Rod was caught watching the grass grow to end the first. Mussina was hammered early and often, and was lucky not to have been chased from the game in the first couple innings. With one out in the first, Crawford blooped a single that Melky didn't pick up right away and allowed to drop. On cue, Crawford stole second off the dreadfully slow dynamic duo of Molasses Mussina and his faithful sidekick, Caddie-Boy Nieves, for the first of two steals for Crawford for the game, and three for the Rays against the Quicksand Twins. Mussina walked Harris, Pena singled a 2-2 pitch off the mound and past Jeter, 1-0 Rays, but Harris inexplicably was caught off second by Melky, 2 outs. Mussina walked Young, and Upton singled to right, 2-0 Rays. Norton grounded out to mercifully end the inning at 2-0, but it easily could have been 3-0. It was so in the second, but not before Matsui nearly hit a homer to left in the top half of the inning. Against a shaky Mussina, Wiggington singled, Navarro bunted for a single, Iwamura popped out, Crawford singled to right to score Wiggington, 3-0 Rays, with Navarro going to third. Harris popped out, Crawford stole second to set up a potentially big inning, but Pena flew out to Melky, 3-0 Rays, and though part of me thought about another comeback from another three-run deficit, the other part of me not only wondered if the Yankees had it in them, but worried that Mussina might not last five innings.
He escaped further trouble in the third, when Wiggington's single (his second of four hits for the day) brought Upton toward home for a play at the plate, where Matsui nailed him from left on a good throw to save a run, a big play as the game would show. In the fourth, Mussina was spared again by fine defense. Navarro singled, amazingly for a guy batting .173 going into the game starting 2-2 today. Listening to the game on WCBS simply because I couldn't take any more of the Terrible Twosome of DeWayne Staats and Joe (Migraine) Magraine, and because I knew Sterling would be a far more palatable alternative, I sarcastically muttered, thinking about how bad Mussina/Caddie are at holding on runners, Watch this guy steal second on us, and wouldn't you know he did, utterly unbelievable how bad Mussina and Nieves are on that defensive aspect. Iwamura grounded out to short and Crawford grounded out to Phillips, colliding with him as Phillips lumbered to the bag to just beat the fastest baseball player I've ever seen. Harris then drove Mussina's 0-1 offering to the center-field wall, where Melky made a great leaping catch to save a sure run and keep it at 3-0, again bailing out Mussina.
The Yankees got lucky but, as the great Casey Stengel said, luck is really about making your own luck, and the Yankees certainly did that. Cano had a terrific 11-pitch at-bat, hitting a bloop single to center, the start of Jackson's unraveling as the Yankees forced him to throw 36 pitches in the fifth. Phillips then lined a 3-2 pitch to center and Upton, who had robbed the Yankees the past few games of potential extra-base hits with his outstanding speed and leaping catches, showed he's still learning the position, over-running the ball by heading to right-center as the ball tailed behind him, going all the way to the wall for a "triple" and scoring Cano. Nieves atoned for his putrid defense by smacking a 2-1 fastball up and over the plate to right-center for an RBI double, and the Yankees were back in it, 3-2 Rays with no one out and the bottom of the lineup initiating the comeback. After Damon made out, Jeter cranked a 1-1 pitch to deep right-center for a clutch homer, 4-3 Yankees, who again spotted the Rays three, only to march back and take the lead, as they did Saturday night. Abreu nearly added on by sending Upton onto the warning track for the second out, and A-Rod struck out to end the inning with the Yankees, who were badly outplayed and were it not for several great defensive plays probably buried, amazingly in the lead 4-3.
Mussina got more help from his defense and the Rays themselves in the fifth and sixth. Though allowing a one-out single to Young in the fifth, Mussina got Upton to hit into a 4-6-3 double play to end the inning. In the sixth with one out, Wiggington singled and tried stretching it into a double, testing Melky's arm. According to Sterling, Melky had to field the ball going toward left-center and, as a lefty, then turn and throw, which he did quickly to nail Wiggington. This prompted Sterling, who was unusually saucy today, to say, "Tampa Bay has been running the bases like drunks today," a classic line. This of course was after he rightly dissected Waldman's comment early in the game, even before Mussina got jack-hammered, that Mussina "supposedly had a great bullpen session the other day" by snorting "...you're fed a lot of stuff, and I normally don't partake. We'll see," and by recalling the 1951 playoff game between the Dodgers and the Giants, saying "Newcombe got in trouble in the ninth inning, and whoever was down in the bullpen said, 'Branca's throwing great and [Clem] Labine is bouncing his curveball,' of course they brought in Branca..." He added later, "I don't mean to tear down all these stupid baseball cliches..." Hilarious, and much more acerbic than I can remember Sterling, especially toward Waldman, with whom he has a good rapport. Frankly, I'd like to hear more of it.
The Rays came back in the seventh off Villone, who had been very sharp the past month. Villone regularly got behind batters and it cost him. He was behind Iwamura 3-0, got it back to 3-2, but left it up and Iwamura singled to center. Crawford hit into a 5-4-3 double play, leaving hope Villone would get out of it unscathed, but he promptly walked Harris on five pitches, and Pena positively crushed a 1-0 Villone pitch to deep right, 5-4 Rays. [At this point, I had to go to work, hence my not posting until now. I checked in at the computer at work, right after the Yankees came back to make it 7-5 in the 8th, and immediately shut it off, checking the result later after the Yankees had won. When I got home, I watched the archived game, choking down the verbal malaria that emanates from Staats and Migraine.] Yet the Yankees responded right away, as they did last night and unlike many other games this year, when once the Yankees were down they so often were out. A-Rod lined the first pitch from Stokes to right-center for a double to start the eighth. Against "lefty specialist" Kerosene Casey Fossum, Matsui singled to right, first and third no outs. Melky struck out, and Cano belted a deep sac fly to the track in left to score A-Rod, tie the game at 5, and move Matsui up to second on a close play. Phillips provided a huge clutch hit, singling on the first pitch from Gary Glover to left to score Matsui, and Phillips went to second, arriving safely past the "Olay" tag from Wiggington, a terrible second baseman, 6-5 Yankees. Posada, pinch-hitting for Nieves who had to ice down his shoulder from carrying Mussina's bag of clubs (certainly not from throwing out base runners) and nurture his bruised pride from allowing Navarro to steal off him, was intentionally walked, Damon walked on a 3-2 count to load the bases, a big at-bat. Jeter's infield single to Iwamura scored Phillips, 7-5 Yankees. Though Iwamura made a nice diving stop, he fumbled the ball in the transfer from glove to hand, skipping a ball he never seemed to cleanly have, and Jeter beat the throw.
Yet Nuke being Nuke made it closer than it should have been. In fairness to Nuke, he didn't jeopardize the lead the way he normally does--throwing way too many balls, getting behind batters, and subsequently coming down Broadway. The Rays jumped on him early in the count, with Upton swatting Nuke's first pitch to deep right-center for a ground-rule double that was very nearly a homer, getting wedged in the top of the wall until a Yankees fan grabbed it. Norton, ahead 2-0 in the count, popped out to Cano, the one easy out of the inning coming from the only batter Nuke got behind. Wiggington lined an 0-1 pitch for a double to left to score Upton, 7-6 Yankees. With Wilson pinch-running for Wiggington, likely still apologizing on the way back to the dugout for his base-running gaffe in the sixth, Navarro lined an 0-1 pitch to the right of Phillips, who made a great diving catch, got up to one knee and fired it to Jeter wisely covering to double off Wilson and end the threat, pulling another Yankees pitcher's bacon (this time Nuke's) out of the fire and preserving a slimmer lead, 7-6. Mariano also received defensive help in the ninth. After allowing a typical blast off Mariano, a cheap bloop single that landed just before a diving Melky (who thankfully blocked it from rolling past him, into the windmill, and down the hole for extra bases and a free game of miniature golf the next time the Yankees came to this, the world's biggest putt-putt park), Mariano had Crawford down 1-2. Appearing to foul off an inside pitch, Crawford's bat struck Jorge's glove, who was reaching out quite a bit for the ball to try to nail Iwamura stealing second. The catcher's interference, E-2, made it first and second with no outs, more tension in this wild game. Yet Mariano got Harris to ground into a 5-3 double play, two outs with Crawford on second, and got Pena, suddenly dangerous this year, to pop to A-Rod for the final out to a crazy game, 7-6 Yankees.
Jeter was 2-4 with a run, a walk and three RBIs, raising his average to a crisp .333. Phillips was 2-4 with two runs and two RBIs, now hitting .302 and providing one of many defensive gems by the Yanks today. Matsui was 2-5 with a run, now hitting .277, and an enormous defensive assist to gun out Upton at the plate. A-Rod was 1-5, but his double started the eighth-inning rally. Caddie Nieves hit a big double in the four-run fifth to score Phillips, Cano was 1-2 with a walk, a run and an RBI, and the 7-9 hitters went 4-9 with 4 runs and 4 RBIs. The Yankees left 8 on base, right at their unfortunate average for the past 31 games, and 4 were in scoring position. But Phillips and Jeter had two-out RBIs in the eighth, and the Yankees cashed in on some poor Rays plays, and made them pay with good defense when Tampa Bay, as Sterling hilariously recounted, "was running the bases like drunks." The pitching was shaky, giving up sixteen hits. Mussina gave up 11 hits and two walks, but miraculously only three runs earned thanks to defensive salvation and Rays stupidity. For the first time in over a month, Villone allowed a run on Pena's two-run blast. Vizcaino earned the win with all of a perfect one-third of an inning. Nuke was Nuke, and Mariano was actually pretty good despite the ninth-inning tension, earning saves in back-to-back games, his 13th of the year and 426th of his illustrious, future Hall-of-Fame career. For the first time in the last 31 games, the Yankees won a one-run game when Boston lost, thus finally gaining a game in a one or two-run situation. The Yankees are now 9 games back, and have upped their abysmal record in close games to 7-14 in one-run games, and 3-11 in two-run games. Onward and upward, one frayed nerve at a time.
The Yankees return home to face the Jays, with Josh Towers (4-5, 5.07 ERA and pitching well lately) facing the incomparable Kei Igawa (2-2, 7.14 ERA) to start the four-game set in The Bronx. This is the first time the Jays and Yanks have met since the game in which A-Rod yelled "Mine" behind the Jays' rookie third baseman, prompting hissy fits from sniveling Jays players, punching-bag manager Jay Gibbons, and A-Rod bashers from coast-to-coast, all nonsense to me. It will be worth watching to see if the Jays try to exact some retribution against A-Rod by throwing at him or running him at third. We'll see, but it would be a big mistake to anger a Yankees team already rolling, having won eight of the last eleven, even if it was with an admixture of luck and clutch hitting. Let's Go, Yankees!