The Yanks get on the Subway to Shea Stadium this weekend, like most New York commuters--grouchy, tired, a bit depleted. We're used to these strange interleague tilts more closely resembling prom--young party people riding limosines and acting like big shots.
But you're not a big shot when you're signing Terrence Long, even if it's to a minor league contract. You're not a big shot when an injury to Bubba Crosby is enough to make you curse. You're not a big shot when Scott Erickson gets to pitch in a game whose end result is still in doubt.