MotherF##k The Gambler

"So NOW Kenny Rogers learns how to pitch in the postseason." Met blogger Ed From Westchester.

That what every New York baseball fan is saying right now. Talk about busting out of a slump. This was like not getting laid for 10 years and then scoring a night with Halle Berry.

I purposely haven't picked up a paper or turned on the tube since last night's debacle. What am I going to read or hear that I don't already know?

F***ing Kenny Rogers pitched the game of his misbegotten career and has put the Yankees on the brink of elimination. That's all I need to know.

We all know that this guy isn't a rag-arm. But I've never seen him look that good. Not even his during his perfect game. This guy took 10 years of anger and frustration and channeled it into a masterpiece. He managed to make the best lineup in baseball look like the Bad News Bears. Without Tatum O'Neal.

Alex should take notes on this. Don't get mad. Get even.

Speaking of A-Rod, a friend of mine just told me that Torre is batting A-Rod eighth and inserting Melky into the lineup. What the hell does he expect all this tinkering to accomplish? I just don't get it. It's not as if guys aren't trying. They just stink right now. Knocking him down in the order makes it seem like he's the problem when that couldn't be further from the truth. He wasn't one of Rogers eight K's last night.

I've got tickets for tomorrow's Giants-Skins game as well as tix for a possible game 5. It's setting up to be a very great or a very horrible sports weekend right now.

At least I won't be alone on the ledge.