For a while, it seemed like the season and this game would never end.
But end it did and the Yanks won 5-1 in 14 to finish their season 85-77, tied with Baltimore for 3rd in the AL East, 12 out of the division lead and six out of that 2nd wild card slot.
Speaking of which, Tampa Bay has to fly from Toronto to Texas to face the Rangers Monday night in a one-game matchup to determine who IS the second wild-card. The winner flies to Cleveland to face the #1 WC Indians in a one-game playoff Wed. to determine the AL wild card.
I fear this season may be the last winning season for the Yanks for a while.
Houston ended the season on (I believe, I may be off by a game) a fifteen game losing streak. They end 51-111. Ugh. The Yanks struck out 19 Astros in 14 innings.
David Huff started and went 5. 1 R, 3 H, 0 walks and 7 K. Overall ERA 5.50 (Cle/NYY).
Brett Marshall 2 IP, 0 R, 1 H, 1 walk and 3 K. 4.50.
Dellin Betances 2 1/3 IP, 0 R, 0 H, 0 walks and 4 K. 10.80.
Preston Claiborne 1/3 IP, 0 R, 0 H, 0 walks and 1 K. 4.11.
David Phelps 1 IP, 0 R, 0 H, 1 walk and 2 K. 4.98.
Matt Daley 2 IP (W, 1-0, first MLB win), 0 R, 0 H, 0 walks and 2 K. 0.00.
David Robertson finished, no save situation. 1 IP, 0 R, 0 H, 0 walks and 0 K. 2.04.
Down 1-0 in the 8th, the Yanks tied it on a double by Nunez and single by Granderson.
In the 14th, Reynolds HR’d (21). After two strikeouts, Ryan and Almonte singled and Nunez doubled in two. Murphy singled in Nunez.
Before the game, Mo was feated. He received gifts and apologized to the Astros’ fans for not pitching this weekend (classy). He explained that the farewell at the Stadium, with Derek and Andy coming out to get him, was the perfect ending.
Football: It was a rough enough day for this Steelers’ fan to see his team go to 0-4 on the season, but then I found out that #68, L.C. Greenwood, a DE on that great Steel Curtain team of the 1970s, passed away today at the age of 73. Another piece of my childhood gone. Known for wearing those yellow shoes, I remember him in SB IX, acting like a volleyball player in spiking down a few of Fran Tarkenton’s passes. I always wondered why he wasn’t in the HOF. Maybe now he can be put in—too late for him to relish it.