Not that I’m complaining. I’m actually glad to see Frankie Cervelli behind the plate tonight. And no, I don’t mind seeing Melky’s cute little baby face patrolling left. Might as well get him some time while things don’t matter.
Ben wanted me to share this with you guys:
A win tonight would solidify our spot in third place. In other words, our magic number is one. For a meaningless consolation prize. Though, as I’ve said, 90 wins would be nice, in an it-doesn’t-matter kind of way.
Most eyes will be on the Mets/Cubs game tonight. I know it’ll be on at the bar I’m hitting. I’d much rather see the Twins/White Sox, though. The Twinkies can go up a half game if they complete the sweep tonight, and have to face KC over the weekend, while Chicago gets the resurgent Indians, who have a chance to finish at .500 for the season. Imagine if they hadn’t dished CC.
Enough of that. Onto the lineups.
And on the mound, number forty-five, Carl Pavano.
Notes: Mo is back in New York getting a physical. Girardi says he’ll be able to pitch over the weekend. We’ll see about that.