Javier was in his Walton Avenue apartment when the final out settled into Bobby Abreu’s glove. The clock flashed 12:29 a.m. in the Bronx – 11: 29 p.m. in Minneapolis – when he turned to his friend Ron from across the hall and asked:
“How long can you hold your breath?”
“I’m not sure,” Ron answered. “How long was that game?”
“Too long,” Javier said with a smile, “but at least we won it.”
Javier checked the newspaper this morning for the official word on the 9-6, 12 inning victory.
“Four hours and 22 minutes,” he said. “That’s how long we can hold our breath because that’s what it took the Yankees to win a game they had to have.”
Javier took a deep breath and held it for a moment.
“Just warming up,” he said. “We need another win today.”