The scoreboard said New York 2, Philadelphia 1 in the seventh inning with two of Martínez's runners still on base with no outs -- clear cause for Yankee glee. Then, Martínez, ever the showman, perhaps to excess, perhaps even when it is not wise, simply could not help himself. He gazed up into the crowd and he smiled.
"I saw a man in the front row with his daughter in one arm and a cup of beer in the other hand and saying all kinds of nasty stuff," said Martinez. "I just told him, 'Your daughter is right beside you.' God, how can you be so dumb?"