I know you've been drinking all day, Suze -- but lets go over some of my new home run calls and talk about how great these Damn Yankees are playing. Hard to believe a team made up of more spare parts than Joan Rivers could be playing this well, don't you agree? Thanks, John, this team has been a fun surprise this year, much like the time Joe Pepitone ate scrambled eggs off of my naked back that time. (shudders audibly) Well, we've had some respectable enough numbers from the catchers spot, between Francisco Cervelli (.269 BA, 3 HR, 8 RBIs) and Chris Stewart (.274, 3, 7). I was thinking of this call for Cervelli... "And it's Cervelli! Turns my sphincter to jelly!" Pretty good, John. That Chris Stewart sure is dreamy. I'd eat the onions out of his colostomy bag, if you know what I mean. I don't know what you mean, you twisted old deviant. But I can see you're getting all worked up, Suzie - so let's keep this thing moving. Teix is rehabbing and could be back this week, but Lyle Overbay has done enough to get by in the short term (.255, 8, 28). That's three seasons' worth of Ike Davis, for those of you counting at home. And my home run call for him is just a hoot! Here's what I've got. IT IS HIGH, IT IS FAR, IT IS... GONE! LYLE HITS IT OVER(BAY) THE FENCE! OK, that one sucks. Sorry. That's all right, John. I'd get Sparky with Lyle, if you know what I mean. And what I mean is, I'd let him pee on my furniture! Jeez Louise! On to the keystone, no doubt Robbie Cano (.286, 13, 34) is having another ridiculous season. My new call is "IT IS GONE! I 'CAN KNOW' THAT THAT ONE WENT PRETTY FAR!" Yeah! That's just great, John. I'll remember to tell that one to Hank the next time I'm at the Steinbrenner mansion, dressed up as a murdered hooker. At short we've missed the Captain, obviously, and Eduardo Nunez (.200, 0, 4) has been just a big pile of suck. And this beauty... IT IS GONE! BALL HIT FAR-DO BY EDUARDO! (Vomits into shoe) Next up, at third, some revolving door action of Kevin Youkilis (.266, 2, 7), David Adams (.306, 2 ,3) and Jayson Nix (.230, 1, 11). I think this one has lots of promise: IT IS HIGH, IT IS FAR... IT IS GONE! HOMERS FROM NIX, MORE FUN THAN SUCKING (Wipes vomit onto Sterling's tie) I like it, John! Reminds me of the time that Don Mattingly spanked my ass at the Best Western in Yonkers. The outfield and DH slots have been the real winners in this lineup -- the reanimated corpses of Vernon Wells (.270, 10, 24) Ichiro (.243, 2, 8) and Travis Hafner (.269, 8, 25) and the return of Brett Gardner (.260, 4, 19) have helped carry the offense this year. My newest home run call for Hafner is pretty slick... IT IS HIGH, IT IS FAR, IT IS.... GONE! THAT WAS A SHOT AND A HALF(NER)! Get some self respect, would you please, John? This is more embarrassing than the time Billy Martin made me reenact Han and Leia scenes with him in his RV that time. On to this week's pitching matchups against the Mets, you dragoness. We've got Jon Niese on Monday against our own Phil Hughes (2-3 WL, 5.51 ERA). Not much to see there. Better matchup Tuesday, Harvey vs Hiroki Kuroda (6-3, 2.67), then Jeremy Hefner vs David Phelps (3-2, 3.96) on Wednesday and Gee versus Vidal Nuno (1-1, 1.93) on Thursday. Since only the first two games have pitchers hitting, I did come up with a good call for Kuroda in case he happens to go yard. IT IS HIGH, IT IS FAR, IT IS.... GONE! HIT THE HIRODI, JACK! (leans inconspicuously to one side of her chair and rips a gasser) Good stuff, John! Better than the time that Scott Brosius had my hymen surgically restored just so he could go to town on that thing. And, of course, there's our bullpen, solid as always. Set up from David Robertson, Boone Logan, Shawn Kelly, and a bunch of other sluts. Anchored by the man himself, back from his vacation of shagging flies in a full leg cast. OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS! OF ALL THE DRAMATIC THINGS! MARIANO IS COMING OUT OF GEORGE'S BOOTH AND HE'S PUTTING ME IN A GARBAGE BAG AND TAKING ME TO HIS POOL! LOOK AT POSADA, HE KNEW! MARIANO IS BACK! WAIT, I CAN'T SWIM OR BREATHE IN YOUR POOL IN THIS BAG! AAAHAHAHAHA (garble gurgle gurgle) Thank God that's over.