OMFG.

I don't know what to do with you, because you, you don't know what you do to me.

I just don't understand how things like this happen. I mean seriously, things are going along just great, they best they have all year, and then suddenly, like Keyser Soze, all the momentum just disappears. And now I'm left standing here scratching my head, dumbstruck, mouth agape, wondering what the fuck is going on.

For reals, the New York Yankees have the best record since the All-Star break. Chien-Ming Wang has pitched amazingly all summer (he'll come in third in the Cy Young voting behind Beckett and Sabbathia), A-Rod will be the unanimous AL MVP, Posada had a career year (at the age of 35, mind you), and Joba Chamberlain comes out of left field (literally, that's where the bullpen is) to pitch 24 innings of flawless baseball, save for a single home run he allowed.

But now here it is, baseball in October, and for the third year in a row, the Yankee ship is lilting dangerously, and is one more poorly played game away from sinking and bringing the promise of that 27th Championship down with it yet again. And I don't get it. Consider this:

• Wang, the staff ace, gets lit up for 9 hits, 8 runs (all earned), and 2 home runs in 4 2/3 innings of work on Thursday night. His ERA for 2007: 3.70. His ERA for the 2007 postseason: 15.43.
• Alex Rodriguez went 0-2 with 2 walks in Game 1, and last night in Game 2, he went 0-4 with 3 strikeouts. A-Rod is now 4-47 (.085) with zero RBI in his last 14 postseason games.
• And Joba. Last night, in 1 2/3 of an inning, the normally lights-out Chamberlain walked 2 batters, hit another, threw 2 wild pitches, allowed the tying run to score, and earned himself a blown save.
  

Oh, and then there was the situation with the bugs. But while the gnats were busy breeding in the moist rolls of fat on Joba's neck, the Indians were seemingly unaffected and seized the opportunity to go up 2-0 in the series.

Le siiiigh. The Yankees are becoming as hapless as the pre-2004 Red Sox used to be. But they're not the loveable losers the Red Sox were, or the Cubs are now. They're classic choke artists - frustrating and maddening and liable to give their elderly fans heart attacks at any time.

Ugh, one more game to go. Will the be put out of their misery, or will they right the ship. I'm not making any predictions here, but the Rockies bandwagon will be by in a few minutes, and I've already purchased my ticket online.

DO WANT.

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

First I reduced my writing frequency. Up until about July, I had been fervently updating my Buzznet page, but a severe bout of busyness and writer's block, coupled with a feeling of general apathy led me to stop altogether.

Before Buzznet, it was LiveJournal. Before that it was MySpace. Before that it was Blogspot. So I've come full circle, and decided re-use my original blogging host.

As far as recycling goes, I'm not quite sure what I'm recycling here - maybe previous journal ideas that never came to fruition. Maybe I'm recycling the idea that I actually can - and should continue to - write after giving it up for that short while. I wrote my first entry in a long time yesterday, and it felt so very good to be able to be back at the keyboard. Regardless of how recycling does or doesn't fit in the theme of this blog, I've made a determination to actually keep this one up.