Get to work

Way back last year, when the Yankees unceremoniously insulted Joe Torre with their contract offer, I told my son that I hoped Joe Torre signed with a team and took them to the playoffs and that the Yankees did not.  Well, now it looks like I’ve got my wish.  I hope you’re happy, Hank.  You got exactly what you paid for.

Joe Torre, in my eyes, is the best manager in baseball today.  He was a perfect fit in NYC.  Calm.  Patient.  Smart.  Clueless Joe he was not.  He knew how to handle the Steinbrenners and Cashman and the media.  Now it looks like he’s a perfect fit in LA, too.  Good for you, Joe.  Good for you.  I hope you go far in the playoffs.  Win it all, if you want.  I’ll be rooting for you.

What’s left in the Bronx, however, is just a big fat mess.  Pitching is the biggest bugaboo.  Come on, Yankee braintrust, you’ve got to do something about this.  You’ve just got to get us someone in here who can pitch.  Leaving the future of the proudest and greatest team in all of sports to a couple of youngsters can not bring anything but heartache.  I love Phil Hughes.  I think he’s going to be great someday, but he’s not now. I think Kennedy will be good one day, too, but he’s even further away than Hughes.  Joba is a great pitcher already, but you’ve got to figure out where you’re going to use him and then leave him the heck there.

Second base, center field, first base…all big concerns. Get out there and make some news this offseason, will you?  We’re all depending on you.  Another season like this and we’re all going to be looking for new jobs.