Oh man, where do we start? It’s not yet the dog days of August…but it’s been so hot the dog can’t go out! Trading deadline, training camp opens, Trey Young has a new teammate (more on that later), but we must go in the car…AC on…radio on…nowhere to jump…as the senses are assaulted with apparent crimes and misdemeanors…all in the toy department!
Don Drysdale (left) and Sandy Koufax (right): sportsworld.nbcsports.com
My only regret is that talk radio was not around when Koufax and Drysdale held out as a tandem for more money. Can you imagine…’Joe from Flatbush, you’re on the air’….”Those two shmos, who do they think they are…trade them, send them down, let them sit…who’s down on the farm?” Which brings us to deGrom, deMan, deMet, never to be deYankee! Whatever the time, whatever the shift, whomever the host…what do the Yankees need to get the Flushing ace…as if, for one moment, the owners of the Mets would bolster the team from the Bronx… for what…a seat on the stage when Jay Z is belting out ‘New York, New York’ after a ride down the Canyon of Heroes? Would the Cash-Man love to fleece the Citi Field patrons…does he have the resources…could the Boyz from the Bronx use such a stud? Affirmative on all fronts Judge Jeanine (Whoopi almost went Whoop De Damn Do on the former Westchester County DA on ‘The View’…now that’s some high heat). And it made for great radio…but at some point…isn’t there anything else going on? Bueller? Bueller?
And then, like magic…along came The Santino. Another 7/11 topic, where if you had just been dropped by an unmanned drone into the driving range at Chelsea Piers, would have thought the Yankee catcher had either kidnapped Boone, hid Judge’s bats, locked Stanton out of his apartment…or told Hal that, on second thought, maybe the plaque for his dad is too big! All day, all the time, let’s take a shot at the Man who didn’t Hustle…as if that’s not a common occurrence in today’s hardball. The sin was not breaking out of the box on a smash up the middle that 90% of the big leaguers would have thought to be a forceout and game over. The sin is he’s hitting like Gary Busey, not Gary Sanchez. So let’s just take another verbal swing, because he’s not producing anyway. Trade him, demote him, scold him, whip him with a thunder stick! And if you could Gary, how about a few more homers?
One other thing on the Great Santino. Never, ever question an athlete when he says he’s hurt. Unless you’re in the training room, let’s plead clueless. And if you think that the Cash-Man, as punishment, would put a prized asset on the DL and lose him for two weeks just to make a point, when he’s not hurt, then I suggest a steady diet of HGTV…you’ve lost your all-access sports pass.
How about that bullpen?
I know this is a few weeks back, but the divers who rescued the Thai soccer team each deserve a statue in front of those caves so the world never forgets…beyond heroic.
The ratings Sunday for the British Open on NBC Sunday were the highest in 18 years. At one point, T Woods was atop the leader board. Coincidence?
If Vince is still enjoying at 41, and can get two mill…beautiful. But with the window just about closed, I would have liked to see him chase a ring.
I will keep it simple regarding the massive editorial cuts at the Daily News, several of whom I worked with closely over the years. And this is for them, and their brethren. I’ve been there. It shakes you to your core. Stay strong.
I’ve been touting ‘Succession’ on HBO for weeks. It’s like Molinari in Scotland. No mistakes.
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