Don’t you know I’m still standing. Better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor. Feeling like a little kid. I’m still standing. After all this time. Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind. -Elton John
Public Service Announcement: Ok, here we go! What’s that? Uh — Playoffs? Don’t talk about — playoffs? You kidding me? Playoffs? I just hope we can win a game! On Sunday night, the New York Yankees will play their final game at The House That Ruth Built. The New York Yankees will play their final game at The House That Ruth Built in an absotively, posolutely, meaningless game. As me, you, and Roberto Kelly know, the Yankees have been in the postseason every year since 1995. Every year.
Derek Jeter has been in the postseason every year since 1995. Every year. Hip Hip Jorge has been in the postseason every year since 1995. Every year. The Sandman has been in the postseason every year since 1995. Every year. Not this year. Kid, this just ain’t your night. It’s Joe Torre’s night though. Joe Torre gets the title shot outdoors at the ballpark and what do the Bombers get? A one-way ticket to Palooka-ville!
Joe Torre’s Dodgers have been on a 12-2 September tear that’s catapulted them all the way to the top NL West. On top of the world looking down on creation. Meanwhile, back in the Bronx, the hapless Yankees are sleepwalking through the end of a hollow season. I’m a sleepwalker. I’m a night stalker. I’m a street walker. I’m a night hawker. Sleepwalking all the way to the golf course while one team member muttered, “It looked like we quit.” The Dodgers haven’t quit. Joe Torre hasn’t quit.
When the Joe Torre Era ended at Legends Field one year ago, the Yankees let go the second winningest manager in their history and a four-time World Series champion to boot. And with Joe, went the dynasty. Kiss Blake Carrington good-bye. I’d prefer Sammy Jo Dean Carrington, but to each his own. From 1995-2007, the Yankees had one manager and gone to six World Series. In the twelve years before that, they had eight managers and went to none. In the one year after, the Yankees have not done well. Not well at all. The Dodgers have.
Joe Torre is marching the injury-riddled Dodgers straight into the playoffs. Joe Torre is marching the injury-riddled Dodgers to more victories than the vaunted New York Yankees. When Johnny comes marching home again, hoorah! Hoorah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout. The ladies they will all turn out. Turning out now all right. The way Torre has Manny Ramirez and the rest of Dem Bums playing hard every day, these Dodgers are one scary bunch to be facing in the playoffs. One very scary bunch. One banana, two banana, three banana, four. Four bananas make a bunch, and so do many more. So while the Yankees post season stretch halts at twelve, one guy is looking to lucky number thirteen.
Public Acknowledgements: Jim Mora, Ned Flanders, On the Waterfront, Carpenters, Kinks, Dynasty and the Banana Splits
Public Spectacle:
Peace out homies. Six two and Even!
Need More? Joe Torre, Los Angeles Dodgers, MLB
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