Posts Tagged ‘Steinbrenner Field’

Heeere They Come

Sunday, February 10th, 2013

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It’s kind of amazing, isn’t it? Baseball season comes to a screeching halt in the fall and the Yankees-less winter feels like it’ll never end, and then suddenly it’s spring training in Tampa. Pitchers and catchers report on Tuesday and there will be others trickling in too.

I wish I could feel more hopeful about the 2013 Yankees. We have some truly great players that other teams can only dream about. We also have promising farmhands who could make a difference this year. And we have our usual cast of new guys who are past their prime but hoping a change of scenery will give their careers a boost. Not a bad collection by any means.

Still, I’m wondering where the power will come from. I’m wondering who’ll be our righty outfielder. I’m wondering who’ll be our catcher. I’m wondering what our rotation will look like. I’m wondering if Mo will have the stamina to close for the entire season (I don’t worry about his ability as a closer; I never worry about that). I’m wondering if all the jokes about how old the team is will prove to be true. (See Tyler Kepner’s reference to the early-bird special in today’s NYT.) I’m wondering who’ll be the backup infielder since Cashman has said Nunez will stick to shortstop. I’m wondering if Girardi will be managing for the last time in pinstripes. I’m wondering when the next steroids revelation will appear and whether there will be any suspensions.

All that being said, hope springs eternal and maybe the Yankees will surprise me. I always remind myself that no team is perfect and that the teams everybody anoints to win it all hardly ever do. So who knows.

The good news is we’ll have baseball again. I’m busy with lots of projects these days, so I may not post on this blog as often as I’ve done in the past. We’ll see. In the meantime, I’m anticipating the first look at our guys in their nice clean uniforms and will probably let out a girly squeal when that happens.





Joe Torre Redux

Thursday, March 17th, 2011

Torre cried when he visited Yankee Stadium last year – his first trip back since the big rift. Apparently, today’s meet and greet at Steinbrenner Field was less fraught with emotion and just part of the former manager’s swing through the Grapefruit League in his new job at MLB. While he was in Tampa, he said he’d been invited to this year’s Old Timer’s Day and that he had accepted.

I’m a sucker for happy endings, so this was good news for me. I like it when people who’ve been on the outs finally kiss and make up. But I’d be lying if I didn’t feel some lingering resentment toward Torre. He was a great manager for the Yankees – the right guy at the right time – but when he wrote allowed Tom Verducci to write a book that revealed his innermost thoughts about his players while they were still active and he was still managing bothered me. It did.

I remember the day his book was published because it had the same pub date as my “Confessions” book. (And no, I’m not sore because he stole all the publicity.) I read the reviews and wondered why he needed to be so candid about A-Rod, Damon and others. What was the point? He didn’t need the money, did he? And he certainly didn’t need to pad his resume; he was already a star in the sport. Once I read the book itself, I could appreciate many aspects of it and there was no doubt that it was well written. But I couldn’t get past the meanness. Torre was everybody’s father figure. Aren’t fathers supposed to take the high road and act like grownups?

It’s all water under the bridge now. Maybe. I doubt Cashman will forgive the swipes Torre took at him in the book, no matter what he says. One thing I do know: Joe will get a huge ovation on Old Timer’s Day and he’ll shed more than a few tears as he waves his cap at the fans. I’ll be smiling. As I said, I’d rather have peace in the family than a messy divorce.