This week, Mets apologist and former Dykstra fanatic, Jon Stewart, recapped the gutty, gritty, former outfielder’s fall from grace. Not only is this once revered player an admitted steroid user, he is now known as a financial scam-artist after trying to pass himself off as an investment guru.
The only thing left is to try for the infamy hat trick, with a cameo appearance on To Catch a Predator.
I’ve had this clip saved on my DVR for forever and a half. However, my DVR player is an electronic Fort Knox from which nothing can ever be extracted. So, short of buying a DVD recorder, I did it ghetto-style by pointing a camcorder at the TV. Apologies in advance if I’ve offended your digital sensibilities…
I’ll admit, this one actually registered for me. This guy was one of the most resilient athletes I’ve ever seen. He would routinely put his team on his shoulders, taking over the entire offense, and would absorb endless beatings to do it.
As a draftee in 1995, McNair was known as a wildly talented athlete. Over the next 13 years of pro-ball we learned that he was, more importantly, a determined and courageous individual.
Passionately following a losing sports franchise is sort of like having a mal-formed congenitally attached twin fetus to your skull. It serves as a constant reminder that you have invested a great deal of emotional energy in something that will never be a source of pride or happiness.
Sure, you can put a scarf on your head. You can change the topic of conversation. But short of dangerous surgery, you can never separate yourself from the fate of this being that nature has declared unfit to thrive.
This piece started as a snippet from some footage that Storey and I shot of ourselves while playing FIFA. I have no idea why this is what it is now. Sometimes, the editing tools decide for you…
Who knew that the Late Late Late Show Host actually knew how to run a serious interview? Very surprised at the quality of this piece, especially given how rarely Torre allows the media access.
You are now 3-22 in Yankee Stadium since 2002, thanks to three more losses over the weekend in each of which you had the lead and then decided it would only be right to give the game, through a host of hideous scoring squanders, pitching mistakes and fielding errors, to your aging, average opponent (despite its having spent 400 million in the offseason) which needs only your presence to feel good about itself again. Since you seem incapable of rising above the standard of gutless incompetence which characterizes all of the sports teams in your city, we would very much appreciate it if you immediately disband and allow professional teams to take your place. You know, the ones which don’t fall on their swords the minute they see a pinstriped uniform.
