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Sunday, August 7, 2016

Last A-Bomb: It's all over but the booing

Let's face it: Today's A-Rod presser means one of two outcomes: He's either gone now - or in eight weeks. Either way, he is high, he is far, he is gone. He's not going to announce his previously withheld support for Paul Ryan. He's heading for Key West, or Nantucket, or Mars - and if you want to chuck in a final tomato, you better hustle. Also, the price of heckling could be going up.

Think of it: The A-Rod Farewell Booing Tour: Every city gets to shower Alex with its signature geysers of excrement, like that shaming walk for the queen (Lena Heady, not Headley) in Game of Thrones. In every city, some sportswriter can be designated the High Sparrow. (Where the hell is Billy Madden?) Can somebody craft a rocking chair out of dead rats?

Soon, we pampered, fat-cat, drunk-on-victory Yankee fans will wake up without the $24 million albatross around our necks. We'll never again suffer through a paparazzi scrum over Kate Hudson, or Cameron Diaz, or the silicon pro wrestling diva, or the Silicon Valley billionaire. No more anonymous sourced hit pieces, and no more allegations of - well - everything. We will have lost the "Evil" in "Evil Empire." (We lost the "Empire" part about seven years ago.) Soon, our DH will be young enough to date A-Rod's daughters.

Soon, all our problems will vanish. We won't have Alex to blame. It was his fault that poor Hal Steinbrenner had to sign him to that horrible contract. His fault that poor Hal couldn't keep Robbie Cano - we didn't want another horrible contract. His fault that poor Hal couldn't sign anybody - we didn't want another A-Rod. His fault that we missed the playoffs. His fault that we'll miss them again. His fault that he grew old. His fault... you name it, whatever. Altogether now... one last time... BOOOOOOOOO.

I know, I know... you're shaking your head. How can I still defend Alex Rodriguez, a man defined by his uniform number, a known cheater, a serial philanderer, a proven liar, a crazed egomaniac and - worse - a walking golden sombrero. Well, at least he's not running for President. And like the one who is running, let's be honest here: We'll miss the bastards when they're gone. And right now, in both cases, I'm hoping it's just a matter of weeks.


JJ in MA said...

Was looking forward to your take on this. Interested to see how long it takes someone to accuse Alex of stealing Tex's thunder.

Anonymous said...

Why can't the Yankees have more press conferences? One for Girardi, one for Cashman, and most important, one for each member of the board.
Clean out all of the useless garbage, and start all over,

JM said...

It's weird, but I'll kind of miss the guy.

KD said...

I'm sure he was the best ARod he could be. i loved watching his prime career at bats. High potential for excitement in every swing.

JM said...

Alex's last game will be next Friday. He's going to be a special instructor working with young players.

Kind of sad, imo. Just on a human level. And he has been a great player. So close to 700, too.

I'm Bill White said...

Today is Ichiro's day.