There's a famous scene in Die Hard when Bruce Willis, talking trash to the terrorists over a two-way radio, says "I'm the fly in the ointment, the monkey in the wrench, the pain in the ass!" And later in his discourse with the main antagonist, "Yippy Ki-Ay, motherf**ker!"
Well, in the American League, the fly in the ointment, the monkey in the wrench, the pain in the ass, is the Anaheim Angels. They bring in little young pitchers that nobody ever has seen before, they pitch their little hearts out, and the speedsters up and down the line-up slap-hit and bloop their way onto base. And then they really get annoying. At every conceivable opportunity they stretch singles into doubles, steal bases, sacrifice and hit behind runners, and generally do all sorts of obnoxious things to make seemingly every game at least somewhat competitive. They also play exceptional defense.
But finally in the 8th inning it was the Yankees who cried, "Yippy Ki-Ay, motherf**ker!". Once again it was Melky with the big hit, driving in Cano (who moments before had extended his hitting streak to 17 games), and swatting the pesky Angels for another day. The Stadium will be...infested with Angels for three more days, though, so the Yankees have more work to do. Let's hope Pettitte ("The Exterminator"?) does the job.
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