There's a first time for everything...

After the touching final game at "the house that Ruth built," (in which I shed more than a few tears, after-all, Yankee stadium was and will forever be a LARGE part of my life) the New York Yankees are officially eliminated from playoff contention. Not only is this the first time in fourteen years that the Bronx Bombers will not be making a playoff appearance, it is the first time in my entire life that I will be watching a post-season without my home-town team. (I have been watching baseball since 1996, the second year of the Yankees 14-year streak.)

How to take this? I suppose I shouldn't feel too bad, we did have a season plagued with numerous injuries to our best players, a terribly cold battling line-up, and a pitching rotation that is not only bad, but has never remained the same for more than a couple weeks. Frankly, we didn't play like a team that deserved to be in the playoffs. Hopefully next year will be more solid, and we will have players who are able to make it the entire season without being out for more then a month at a time.

Good luck to the teams that did make the playoffs, and please somebody beat the Rays and the Red Sox.