Mark Feinsand of the Daily News, in the half-inning chit-chat with John and Suzyn, broke the news to them and the world:
He read it on the NY Times web site (How many media references does it take to screw in a lightbulb?) that Posada has a tear in a shoulder muscle, and he's going to have it examined.
Suzyn expressed anger that this diagnosis wasn't made sooner. She remembered a similar situation with Bernie's shoulder, and it's clear that she no longer trusts doctors. She said it will likely require surgery. She is going to want some answers about this. If some doctor tries to bullshit her, she'll bite his nose off and spit it in his face. She's fuming.
Upon hearing the news, John was devastated. He ascribed a significance similar to the assassination of Archduke Ferdinand. He kept asking what it means, what will happen to Jorge, who will catch, how would we go on? He said Giambi and Cano have to get it together. He said we all must go on. He was sort of like Winston Churchill, rousing the spirit of the English masses during the bombing raids. Very courageous.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Posada out with torn shoulder
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John is suffering from a nutritional deficiency due to a mostly-matzo diet and a surplus of macaroons. He'll be back to normal tomorrow.
Suzyn's emotional attachment to the Yankees is what makes her great. I learned to love her one day in 2002, when she launched a nearly tearful rant against our team for withholding run support from Ted Lilly -- who, she said a hundred times, had been "pitching his heart out."
I'm talkin' Suzyn because I don't want to think about Posada.
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