Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Mad as Heck

The Yankees' ineptitude (or, as they're called by BoSoxians, the "Yank-Me's", which is more descriptive of our current organizational status) have softened my attitude toward other teams that would otherwise foster antipathy. 

I can't hate the Mets when they're the only baseball team upholding the honor of New York, albeit only in the limited fashion they can muster.

I can't even truly hate the Orioles since I read that, instead of playing the jingoistic and mindless "God Bless America" during the seventh inning stretch, they play "This Land Is Your Land", the heart-stirring anthem of the old left. Should the O's move beyond the Jays, and provided they don't cut away to a commercial promoting a gargantuan SUV or five-bladed razor, that would be nice to see and hear on national TV. 

Showalter, however, is still kind of a jerk.

So where does all the hate go when it's leeched away from some of our traditional enemies? Boston, of course, gets an extra dollop. They look like the AL favorites, but we can still hope the Rangers or Indians put them out of our misery. I could do without seeing rat-faced Pedroia or Big Sloppy when watching the Series.

The rest of that wandering negativity has one legitimate home, and one only:  our executive suite. OK, and also Girardi's office, so make that two legitimate homes, although you could argue that he's merely an extension of the Halls of Cluelessness. Every manager makes mistakes or in-game decisions that don't pan out. But according to Dr. Bobby Brown's Hippocratic Oath of Baseball, first you do no harm, and Girardi obviously and repeatedly lost games through his lineup pencil and pitching choices.

According to some, depression is anger and hate turned inward. As I try to forget most of 2016 (August and part of September retain a soft glow of promise), this is what I have to try and overcome before Spring comes to Steinbrennerville. And judging from the past couple of weeks, the goddamn Giants sure aren't going to help.

3 comments:

Tom said...

The end of the season is such a let-down. I'm reviving with John, serving extra dollops of hate on the Boston empire.

As for the Yankees, I certainly reserve my right to complain, but it seems clear that I'm-Not-Cheap and his minions are committed to getting below the luxury-tax threshold, which probably means that our young, low-cost players will be allowed to thrash around on their own without star-power reinforcements for at least another year.

The McCann-Ellsbury-Beltran-Headley signings -- aborting the previous austerity campaign -- pretty much sealed our fate through the end of this decade, at least.

And as we fooled ourselves into thinking we had a prayer, we played teams that top-to-bottom had much better lineups than our anemic bunch. Oh, well. Let's do it again next year!

el duque said...

Watching the Giants last night left me feeling as though the 2016 Yankee season is about to be replayed... but in football.

Anonymous said...

SORRY JOHN, NO DISRESPECT BUT F@CK NEW YORK'S HONOR IF WE CAN'T UPHOLD IT....... I WANT THE METS DEAD.....DEAD!.....2 SHOTS TO THE HEAD, AND 2 SHOTS TO THE CHEST......... THEN WE HOPE THE RED SOX GET KNOCKED OFF TOO...... I HATE THE RED SOX WITH ALL MY HEART...BUT THERE IS A CERTAIN "PROFESSIONAL RESPECT" I HAVE FOR THEM, ONLY BECAUSE THEY PLAY IN OUR DIVISION....... AND OUR DIVISION ALMOST ALWAYS SEEMS TO BE TOUGHEST DIVISION IN BASEBALL......... THE METS GET TO PLAY IN THAT JOKE OF A DIVISION, WHERE EVEN BEFORE THE SEASON BEGINS, THEY HAVE THEIR TICKET PUNCHED FOR FIRST OR SECOND PLACE WITHOUT EVEN PLAYING ONE GAME YET........ THERE ARE 3 GOOD TEAMS IN THE ENTIRE NATIONAL LEAGUE....CUBS, NATS, AND DODGERS....THAT'S IT!...... EVERYONE ELSE IS A TOMATO CAN.......AT LEAST THAT'S HOW I SEE IT.