The bad news is Picasner is getting treatment for a serious pain in the (not the neck) the back.
The good news - Michael Kay, Kenny Singleton, Al Leiter, (and Paul O'Neil) in the broadcast booth. What a relief after the west coast road trip crew.
But to the game. What would you like to hear about the series opener with the deserved-to-be-despised, dirtiest (actually grimey) team in baseball, the Red Sox?
That Freddie Garcia would finish the 2nd inning? Sorry.
That a Red Sox pitcher would refrain from throwing at Yankee key players? Get Real.
That A-Rod would carry the team on his back, for one game?
Nothing good to report from the Bronx. If your really into annoyance check the box score, read 'em and weep. Derek Jeter got a couple of game-meaningless hits. Oh yes. Jorge Posada got his average up to .195 with a 3-3 night, but filling in for the Mark Teixeira, the best fielding and 2nd leading home run hitter in the AL. Who would you rather watch?
Jon Lester put Teixeira out of the game with a hatchet job to the knees, and to prove it wasn't intentional, he drilled Russell Martin. If this were hockey, Lester would now be taking his meals through a straw.
But cheer up Bomber fans. Tomorrow A. J. Burnet takes the mound. Nope. That won't work. In seven career starts vs. the Red Sox A. J. has yet to record a win.
How 'bout those Mavs?
No, really. The Mavs pulled off another 4th quarter comeback to even their series with the Heat. LeBron James (3-11) made the same stupid face anytime he was called for a foul, or did not get a foul whenever he was within three feet of the ball, the basket, or Houston. Dwayne Wade got a five minute audience with any official who either called him for a foul or did not get a foul when he was within three feet of the ball, the basket, or Houston. And he played a tremendous game (13-20, 6-8 for 32 pts., one amazing block on a driving Chandler, and other good stuff).
Dirk Nowitski gutted it out with a 100+ fever scoring 21 and grabbing 11 rebounds, more than anyone else on the floor except team mate Tyson Chandler who worked relentlessly for 16.
The zeebs let Udonis Haslem pound Dirk to the point that even the confused and blabbering Jeff VanGundy was able to point it out. Actually, I was moved to tears of joy when VanGundy utterred the most insightful words I have heard from his lips, quote, "I really don't understand..." No kidding, Jeff, you make that clear every game night.
Saun Marion was an offensive catalyst and Jason Kidd showed how defense wins championships. (Try not to focus on that, Yankee fans).
Picasner, get a laptop so you can post while healing. I've got NEWTS to award and don't have time trying to do your job.
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