May 11th, 1994 - "Grab your goat and get on your boat!"

May 11th, 1994 - Yankees host the Indians
"Hes going to get a hummer, we're watching the game...who's the stupid one?"


Ah, a Wednesday night at the Stadium. 1st place Yankees sitting pretty at 21-10, against the 14-15 Indians. I mentioned on here it was "the Yankees best start since 1956." To kick the night off and celebrate this fact, the Yankees took the field sans music while Bob Sheppard was still making announcements over the PA, which is something I dont remember seeing outside of this occasion.

Another really scant crowd...what was funny is this one guy was there with this smoking hot bimbo, and they left around the 6th inning....this caused us to start ragging on the guy for early exit until someone chose to put it in perspective. "He's going to go get a hummer, and we're watching the game. Who's the stupid ones?"

This girl had to go. She was dancing around and showing people her "black bra." Security was none too pleased, and as I remarked at one point "security stops slut." One of the mystery outs on here was explained away this way - "missed it, she was touching herself." Then I am seeing another one explained away with "missed it, she was touching his lasso." Um, lasso? What the fu*k was going on out here??

I mentioned that Jeff (a really disheaveled Willie Loman-ish regular) had a really loud tie on. I also mentioned that Redd Foxx was "still dead" so he must have met his sad demise on the set of "The Royal Family" around this time.

Showing my zest for minuitia, I called in the first Crapman sighting (7:45) and even mentioned that the O'Neill sign guy was back again.

The Dominicans were getting it from us again. A "USA! USA!" chant combatted their fervent waving of the Dominican flag. "Grab your goat and get on your boat!" was another chant levied their way. Someone in our band was sing-songing at Ramirez "Manny Tiene Un Clap!" which he translated as "your tenants are here" which I guess was alerting Manny to his contingent of pesky fans.

Indian boat crash jokes were still abounding. On a lazy fly out to right, as Ramirez settled underneath someone shouted, "look out, there's the pier!" Speaking of outfield follies, after Luis Polonia played a simple fly into a double in the Indian first, someone shouted, "Hey, Polonia, the game's started!"

Hey, Dennis, whoever you are, what the Hell were you doing there on a weeknight? I ask, cause I mentioned on here for posterity, "whats Dennis doing here on a weekday?"

Some guy was wearing what we dubbed a railroad cap, so we were constantly singing railroad songs at him and his striped cap self. I also noted at one point that "the I've been working on the railroad guy has 2 beers."

I cant imagine there could have been anyone in the box seats, but we were indeed serenaded with a "bleachers suck!" chant from that environ. We countered by noticing that "fat people run the box seats" and hurled a few "Free Willy!" chants in retort.

There were a bunch of "frat boys" on hand...that happened now and again much to securities dismay. I led whatever there was of the crowd in "Friend of Mine" at 8:22, but also remarked we had "the worst Gang Bang song ever" later in the game. It was on me...even back then I took a turn at the Gang Bang, which leads me to believe Captain Bob was nowhere to be found. After that review of the Gang Bang, I admitted "everyone is dissapointed in me."

This scorecard was messy, but not so much for drunkenness (actually, I cant find any hints that I was drinking at all on this Wednesday night) but cause there was all kinds of pandemonium going on on the field. The fifth has hits, errors, and mystery outs all over it. The Yankees scored 3 runs, but by the mess you would think they notched 8. Fu*kin' A - there are only TWO mystery outs on the whole card, and they were both because of that stupid slut and her slovenly antics.

Jimmy Key started for the Yankees and walked out of there with the win, upping his mark to 6-1. He pitched 7 innings, giving up 3 runs on 7 hits, 1 walk, and 5 Ks. Bob Wickman finished up with 2 hitless innings, and he struck out the side in the 8th, doing away with Baerga, Belle, and Murray, while notching his first save of 1994. Not too shabby.

That fossil Dennis Martinez started for the Indians, and the Yankees slapped him around a bit. Then we got to boo Steve Farr something fierce when he came in to pitch in the 6th. "You fu*k!" someone yelled. "Fu*king fuc*k!" Some ding-dong named Brian Barnes pitched the final 2 for Cleveland in this, what was his 5th and final season in the show. A nice 14-22 record for the career with only 6 of his 110 games coming in the American League, but he escaped with a lifetime ERA under 4, clocking in at 3.94. Glad we got to see him!

Danny Tartabull homered for the Yankees in the 6-3 win, and Polonia and O'Neill each had 2 hits. Polonia also drove in 2 of the Yankees 6 runs.

Another scant showing by the Yankee faithful, as 17,611 shuffled in. I mean, come on. The game was played in 2:44, and your umpires on hand remained Rich Garcia, Dale Ford, Larry Young, and Brian O'Nora.

Thanks for reading!

My all-time record with me in attendance coming in to this one 52-32!