The few Yankee games shown on network TV lead off with, and I swear I'm not making this up, "My Yankees on My 9." It has to end sometime. Has to. You can bet your mylife.

Baseball's funny like this. You can start a day on cloud 80, and end it in a gutter making rats into your pets. The Yanks, three of their starters on the DL, sent out a double-A pitcher to the mound, while we had Dice-K going up in the land of better comedy and fewer guns. I was thinking 10 straight championships. Or something like that.

But poor Dice had a borderline call go the other way, leading to a fake-grass-aided hit, and a minor blow-up. For him that means two runs--and he recovered nicely. But we only scored one for him. I think it will take umps a while, but they'll discover how easy it is to call a Matsuzaka game: don't give up on a pitch, and realize it's almost always a strike. When they figure out he's got incredible control, they'll start giving him the calls he deserves.

And the Yankee kid looked shaky, but Jake Westbrook was no match for the Yankee bats, unfortunately. Aprod is getting cocky, too. Same old crap from him--really good until the games matter. But I love that he thinks he's somehow cured of his "issues." Makes it even easier to root against him, and will make his inevitable choke that much more fun.