Orioles snipe Yankees with Taylor Swift roast after explosive comeback
In case it wasn't clear from their pregame video of the Yankees naming their favorite Taylor Swift songs, in which Jose Trevino says, "We'll see this weekend," the team appears to be attending one of the singer's three shows at MetLife Stadium this. Matinee against the Padres Sunday, Swift show, west coast flight to face the Mariners Monday? It's crazy. It also could happen.
Even the Yankees' Twitter account opted to get into the action midway through what they believed to be a beatdown of the Orioles on Wednesday night.
For a while in this one, the Yankees' players were play, play, play, play, playing, but the Orioles don't roll over. They're not the Blue Jays, after all.
Nestor Cortes Jr., who's had trouble maintaining his stuff deep into games this year, crashed to the ground in the seventh inning at 77 pitches. In the blink of an eye, a 5-1 game became 5-4. Three batters' worth of Jimmy Cordero later, and the Orioles led. Sadly, we know this 2023 version of Nestor All Too Well by now.
Clearly, these O's have no problem seizing an opportunity, and once they'd put the finishing touches on a 9-6 win, they got one last social media dub over the Yankees. They had us seeing Red (Orioles' Version).
Yankees get roasted by Orioles with Taylor Swift lyrics in cruel twist
This is how you use social media (unfortunately). None of that mealy-mouthed Guardians garbage where they pretend to forget which borough the Yankees and Mets play in (try it again next year, so funny!!). If one team in a divisional rivalry game is so confident about their sixth-inning lead that they start tweeting Taylor Swift lyrics, then you cross your fingers and hope you reverse the score so that you're able to throw it back in their faces.
The Yankees will look to Shake It Off on Thursday night with Clarke Schmidt on the mound for the rubber game, but anyone who's watched the team this year knows they aren't close to Out Of The Woods yet.
Hey, at least the Red Sox lost in Anaheim. Again. When the Sox show up, Angels roll their eyes.