Thursday, November 18, 2004

Don't forget Dick Howser in 1980.

I thought the Great Bob Klapisch was finally ready to open up his eyes and see the Truth:

"Against a back-drop of November-angst, Steinbrenner has shocked the baseball world by firing ... no one."

Didn't shock the Felz. I know that the Fonzbrenner is one kewl dude in a loose mood.

Maybe The George deserves some criticism for firing / hiring Billy Martin a million times, or maybe for firing Down / Showalter, but even those moves did not really smack of desperation or wild-eyed fury.

That's about it, though. Dick Howser was unfairly fired for sure, but that was 24 years ago.

Wow, how refreshing. Bob Klapisch is a good man to lead the Revolution in NY sportswriting. The tired, ancient, absurd angle that Mt. Steinbrenner always overreacts is finally ready to be buried forever.

Klapisch, I knew I could count on you.

Next sentence?:

"The Yankees' owner has instead chosen to redirect his frustration into his bank account. Although no final budget has been approved yet, team officials are resigned to the inevitability of a record-setting $200 million payroll. Of course, obsessive spending is nothing new to Steinbrenner; it's written in his DNA coding."

Blink.

"The Boss' firing-muscles may have atrophied, but Cashman is nevertheless bracing for a familiar offseason sensation -- being squeezed by the Boss' long, decision-making tentacles. Which begs an obvious question: is keeping one's job always a reward in the Bronx?"

Sigh.

Back to Square One.

Klapisch, what are you doing, man? New rule: If it sounds like Mike Lupica would have wrote it, then write the opposite.

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