Stinks To Be Stinky

It looks like I haven’t written here in over a month. Have I lost interest in Yankees baseball? Nope, still listening to and/or watching every game. Have I forgotten how to type? Nope, obviously not. Has real life been taking time away from blogging? To a degree, but that’s not the real reason. The best reason I can come up with is this: Rooting for the Yankees in Boston is not as dangerous as it once was because…well, let’s be honest here…the Red Sox stink this year. We’re half-way through the season and Boston is in the cellar while the Bronx Bombers are in first with one of the best records in baseball. And that kinda dumps ice water down your rivalry pants.

The Boston media has really soured on this Sox team. They complain about the starting pitching. (In the last series against the Yankees, their starting pitching put them behind from the get-go every game.) They wish David Ortiz would keep his mouth shut about getting a new contract and just play the game. They acknowledge the fact that the Red Sox have an awesome All-Star team of players on the DL, but that doesn’t excuse the sense of entitlement that this team has. The Sox clubhouse had this sentiment last year, crowning themselves “the best team ever,” which has now morphed into the most expensive mediocre team ever. The Boston Globe columnist Dan Shaughnessy wrote last week that “the Red Sox are a train wreck.” Choo-choo! All aboard the Sub-par Express!

Not only is the media down on this team; so are the fans. They’re booing their own players. They’re leaving Fenway early, sometimes even before the singing of ”Sweet Caroline” in the 8th inning. They’re calling into sports talk radio and begging the team for a fire-sale of players. Dump ‘em and start anew, just like trading in your dead man’s hand in a card game. To paraphrase one of my daughters, “It stinks to be stinky.”

And in the meantime, the Yankees continue to play good baseball, not always great baseball, but at least a consistently good brand of baseball. If you’ve got one of the highest payrolls in the league, you’ve got to play like you’re worth it. So I’m wearing my Yankees cap with pride these days, while my neighbors are wearing their Red Sox caps because it’s the only hat they own.

It gets late early out there.



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