Aaron Judge’s diving catch provides reminder where his focus is
By Ian O'ConnorHOUSTON — Aaron Judge took off like a sprinter out of the blocks, and yet he had a dozen reasons to pull up, play it safe, and chase the ball to the wall. He had to be physically and emotionally spent after the big party in The Bronx, and after the late-night flight that got him to his hotel room around 2 a.m. Houston time, 3 a.m. Eastern.
Judge had homered in the Game 5 victory over Cleveland. He had splashed around in the champagne bath in the clubhouse. He had granted a couple of group interviews, and checked with a few familiar writers to see if they needed a few more minutes of his time.

And then the slugger showered, hopped on the team bus to Newark Airport, and boarded the team plane bound for Texas and another playoff round that promised to be much more stressful than the one that preceded it — at the tail end of a historic six-month run that was more stressful than any ballplayer not named Roger Maris could’ve fathomed.
So surely Judge arrived at Minute Maid Park needing a day off, needing a blow, just like the rest of the Yankees did. Storm patterns and TV schedules conspired to make their Division Series run longer than the French Revolution, so they had to open the ALCS and face the team that’s owned them in October, the Astros, without getting a chance to catch their collective breath.














