My wife always calls me when there is a bug to be killed. I take my shoe, and gently sneakup on the bug, and then "lower the hammer." Sometimes its just a thwap! noise. Sometimes the bug makes a bigger mess than I intended, and that's especially those that go pop!

When the Yankees get a beat down upon them, I go back to thinking about bugs. Surely, they don't see the shoe coming down, for if they did they would hide. How would the Yanks hide? If Joe Torre saw the "shoe" coming for the Yankees, would he ask Don Zimmer to borrow his helmet?

Its games like these that can make you forget all about the last 10, 20 or even 30 games. Those are the games that you always remember in the year. I still remember the thrashing put on the Bombers last year by the tribe.

It looked like in the 5th inning that the Red Sox were like the child who picked up the Yankee bug, and started pulling off its legs...one by one. 7 runs scored thanks to Stanton (this years Felix) and Quantrill in the 5th inning alone. The Yankee bug did not have its stinger, or bats against the Red Sox child either. Weak, and what seemed to be lost opportunities with 8 hits and one run scored.

I'm looking forward to a much different game today with the Moose taking the mound against Boomer. Don't you just see Wells on the mound holding a rather large magnifying glass?

"Come on bug... lets get this over quickly."

Thankfully the Moose has very large antlers.