If Wednesday night’s Stanley Cup opener was played on the gridiron, everything for 60 minutes would have been from the 20-yard line to the 20-yard line.
Before the rain on Thursday night, the Mets had Jeremy Hefner on the mound. After the downpour? He looked more like old man Hugh Hefner.
Talk about a triple-double. Sort of.
By the time the eighth inning was over, New York had five more runs, matching the number of times David Wright was on base.
Manhattan is abuzz. New Jersey? Better luck next time.
We know the Rangers in seven can be heaven. But why do they have to go through hell to get there?
The Yankees learned a lesson Wednesday night. The Knicks? They’re done. And the Rangers were powerless in Washington.
After those two goals, what can you say other than, “absolutely stunning” and “electric” and “amazing.”
NEW YORK (WFAN) – Thursday night saw another Knicks debacle and a Yankees loss to the Royals. But that’s not what we’ll all be talking about Friday. Mariano Rivera, the immortal one himself, went down […]
Yes, Stoudemire made it shatter. Only this time, nobody was shouting out, “Mazel tov!”
Is there anything NOT happening Thursday night? Well, the Yankees get to relax. And how’s your vacation, Islanders fans?
A little sunshine breaking through the dark clouds that always seem to follow the Mets around.
The Senators were getting the best of Broadway. They were winning the battle, but hadn’t yet won the war.
NEW YORK (WFAN) – Curtis Granderson, No. 14 in your program and the No. 1 Yankee on Thursday night, oh boy did he ever have a chance — actually, two — to slug his way […]
You could smell the overtime loss coming. All of the aggressiveness, all the momentum, all the energy shifted to Ottawa.