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Last night, at around 11:30 - in the pouring rain, Bobby Abreu made a shoestring catch that saved two runs.

Just before midnight, Alex Rodriquez hit a home-run in the top of the ninth inning that helped secure the New York Yankees won a series against the Boston Red Sox.

A few minutes after midnight, Mariano Rivera, after beaning a Red Sox batsmen, saved the game for the Yankees.

It doesn't mean anything. The Yankees are still 12 games back. They are still beyond pitiful. They are working together as a team about as well as UAW teamsters work with Japanese importers. Adding a middle aged superstar won't help the fact that they have more wounded players than can realistically be expected by even the worst OLG Pro-line commercial.

This weekend they blew five leads. In three games. Five leads. When I hear stories about being blown five times in three days, I think back to university.

It could, however, been the first splinter in what has, thus far, been an virtually unbeatable Red Sox team. A blown save. A no decision.

I believe.

Ok, I will shut up about it for now.