Well that was not the way that I expected the first game of the season to go. And yet...and I still as excited as I was this morning about the start of baseball and still ridiculously in love with the Yankees.
Sure a lot went wrong but a lot went right. Derek started off strong. Jorge and Hideki showed that they are still forces to be reckoned with. Phil Coke continued to prove that he belongs in the big leagues. The force out of Roberts was a thing of pure beauty. So in spite of the score...I am still pleased with my Yankees.
Ain't love grand?
When you love the Yankees as completely as I do...you can forgive a lot. Why? Simply because there is the promise of a better tomorrow. Call me a lovestruck fool...but for now I am content to love for the promise of tomorrow. Of course...who knows how long I will sing this tune if tomorrow never comes.