TORONTO — It can happen that quickly. One day, you’re breaking camp, you think you have most of your essential pieces intact, you’re ready for the season, ready for the grind, ready for all the pitfalls and pratfalls and potholes that can be waiting for you across 162 games …
Only you’re never really ready.
Not when it happens this quickly. Not when it seems that every time the Yankees take the field so far this year, they are doing so hoping to avoid various banana peels hidden throughout the field, eager to trip them up, eager to sabotage this parade-perfect roster.