Yankees 10, Tigers 1: Good A. J. + Granderson's Treachery + The Existential Fact of Rick Porcello = Bad Times Man Bad Times

Shades of Eric Davis in the 1990 World Series (except Granderson totally caught it)

I am not about to praise Granderson for that first catch, the one in the first inning where he totally misread the ball and started in before realizing that was totally not the thing to do. Yes, his recovery from that error of judgment was impressive, and it saved a bunch of runs, but that was a bad read, and if you think I am about to sit here on my couch with a bag of Hickory Sticks and a Dr. Pepper and laud a man for a bad read, you are sorely mistaken (and you can't have any Hickory Sticks), but man, oh man, that second catch was pretty tasty. Sticking with our snacking motif, I will suggest to you in closing that Granderson's two big catches last night combined with his RBI double to produce a Hertz Doughnut that might spend but a moment on the lips of Detroit baseball fans, but, could potentially last a lifetime on the hips. 


Also, phooey. 


KS