Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Posted by Alphonso at 12:16 PM
I had a difficult time dealing with the fact that we swept Boston, at home, and they still wound up celebrating their spot in the playoffs on Yankee hallowed ground.
So I got out of town, and headed for the left coast where everything is meaningless. Cool and funky, but meaningless.
After a few too many nights of sipping crown royal in the Firehouse Cafe (Venice Beach ), Imwoke up to read that the election in November here is far more than the one that pits fascism vs. democracy. There is a California proposition to legalize maryjane, just as they have in Colorado. So the prospects look far brighter for the economy and the citizenry.
With this uplifting possibility now gripping my outlook, I began to watch the playoffs. I really worried that the rainout day in Boston could be a momentum changer, and it nearly was. But watching PAPPI go away with a home field loss helped a lot. What did irk me, was the minimal coverage of Boston fan faces when that last fly ball was caught. The tv people just suck and understand nothing.m who gives a crap about endless shots of grown men jumping up and down with rally caps spurting cheap champagne? And by cheap, I mean it was Korbel. You could read the labels.
What Yankee fans craved was the look of despair and pain on the faces of the creepy Boston faithful. They were suffering. The agony of defeat can be worse than what Yankee fans have suffered for the passed several years, and that is ennui. Boredom. Nothingness. Show me the pain, damn it!
And now to my point. As I watched the playoff teams...all of them...one common difference to the Yankees is evident, aside from the talent gaps. The predominance of fur faces and outrageous hair. The Yankees are the last "White Bread" team in the sport. Anyone notice Hunter Pence? Anyone even recognize Andrew Miller?
The Yankees can't win with the clean shaven, crew cut look anymore. They need fur and dreadlocks. Big time.
My fear is that owner Hal has no testosterone and, therefore can't tolerate it in others.
We have to make this change. It is time.