Only in Yankeeland is there no recession. Don’t get me wrong I’m fired up for baseball season now that the Yankees picked up Mark Teixiera yesterday. Great player. Switch-hitter, young, good defense. 8 years at $180 million---that’s after spending $243 million on CC Sabathia and AJ Burnett. I’m a little embarrassed by how they thrown their money around like Teddy KGB in Rounders. It’s one thing to get a single big free agent in the offseason…but to get 3? The Yankee lineup now includes the four highest paid players in the sport.
This team still has a few holes with which to address. That’s hard to believe after spending a King’s Ransom on players. For example, who’s the left fielder? Damon? My grandmother has a better throwing arm. The center fielder? Is it Melky Cabrera..who ended the season in the minors? The fifth starter? Phil Hughes? Howard Hughes pitched better last year.
Don’t get me wrong. The Yankees pay to play. The luxury tax, which should be named the Yankee tax, just grew way north of $26 million. That money gets doled out to other baseball teams to do with it as they wish. So in a weird way, the Yankee subsidize the Royals for the right to go pound them in July. I look it at like this: when your starting third baseman (Aaron Boone) breaks his ankle playing a pick-up basketball game during the off-season, you shouldn’t be allowed to go get the best player in the sport (Alex Rodriguez). It’s in the rules but not really in the best interest of the game.
Oh well. Let’s play ball. The pressure’s on …..manager Joe Girardi.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
I'm back.....
A lot has happened while I was away. And believe me, there are many people worthy of a shoe-throw: (Thank you, Iraqi journalist)
They are:
Anyone sending out a letter detailing that year's highlights: I have two thoughts on this: A.) Nobody gives a shit what you did or saw and B.) nobody can believe that you're arrogant enough to put it on paper and pay for postage.
The Dallas Cowboys--From Tony Romo to the defensive line, let's begin playing like it counts..because it does.
WFAN's Mike Francesa--It's not because he's an arrogant know-it-all, it's his picks. For instance, take his expert "analysis" of this weekend's games. First, there's "no way" that San Diego beats Tampa Bay. They did. Then looking like "they're done," Washington jumps up and nicks Philadelphia. Again, it's not like he's allowed to be incorrect but the near certainty in which he says it.
Bernie Madoff--This bastard deserves a big pair of size 14s upside the head. The NY swindler who put Cbrales Ponzi in the news again was clearly wrong in bilking $50 billion from wealthy clients and foundations. However, call me a prick but weren't some of these well-heeled clients guilty too...of greed? Story after story detailed clients who wanted to believe's Madoff's steady gains of 8%-12% regardless of market performance? I'm no Gordon Gekko, but doesn't that fly in the face of the stock market? The fact that joining Madoff's exclusive club had an air of exclusivity to it for the privilidged is what got me. Granted I never had a fortune to lose but some of these people will have to learn the wonder that is shopping at Costco...
Lastly, the other day I went to CVS to pick up Sudafed. Long story short: the girl behind the counter demands identification because some ahole druggies out there use the ingredients in Sudafed to make homemade Meth. And, that "the government monitors how much you buy in week or month." Reluctantly, I hand over my ID but not before I make a big scene. To quote Bob Grant..."It's sick outn there and getting sicker."
They are:
Anyone sending out a letter detailing that year's highlights: I have two thoughts on this: A.) Nobody gives a shit what you did or saw and B.) nobody can believe that you're arrogant enough to put it on paper and pay for postage.
The Dallas Cowboys--From Tony Romo to the defensive line, let's begin playing like it counts..because it does.
WFAN's Mike Francesa--It's not because he's an arrogant know-it-all, it's his picks. For instance, take his expert "analysis" of this weekend's games. First, there's "no way" that San Diego beats Tampa Bay. They did. Then looking like "they're done," Washington jumps up and nicks Philadelphia. Again, it's not like he's allowed to be incorrect but the near certainty in which he says it.
Bernie Madoff--This bastard deserves a big pair of size 14s upside the head. The NY swindler who put Cbrales Ponzi in the news again was clearly wrong in bilking $50 billion from wealthy clients and foundations. However, call me a prick but weren't some of these well-heeled clients guilty too...of greed? Story after story detailed clients who wanted to believe's Madoff's steady gains of 8%-12% regardless of market performance? I'm no Gordon Gekko, but doesn't that fly in the face of the stock market? The fact that joining Madoff's exclusive club had an air of exclusivity to it for the privilidged is what got me. Granted I never had a fortune to lose but some of these people will have to learn the wonder that is shopping at Costco...
Lastly, the other day I went to CVS to pick up Sudafed. Long story short: the girl behind the counter demands identification because some ahole druggies out there use the ingredients in Sudafed to make homemade Meth. And, that "the government monitors how much you buy in week or month." Reluctantly, I hand over my ID but not before I make a big scene. To quote Bob Grant..."It's sick outn there and getting sicker."
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