F*&! Joe Torre

Since Joe Torre breaks our hearts, this blog will break his balls. Every day of the season I will detail the errors, misjudgements, and omissions that make him the most overrated manger in the history of the game (even more than Tommy Lasorda!). But Joe Torre is not just one bum in hero's clothing (i.e. the pinstripes); he is the quintessential counterfeit of excellence, a figure who embodies the triumph of the ersatz that pervades every aspect of our culture. No organization in sport, nay in civilization generally, has manifested a committment to continuing greatness like the New York Yankees, a beacon to all, in every field of endeavor, that the best is always possible. How intolerable is it then that the Yankees should be managed by a mediocrity on stilts, a figure with a reputation for greatness without any of the attributes thereof. Beginning with Torre and ending with Torre, this blog will look to smash idols we create out of inadvertence, ignorance, and complacency.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Say What You Want About AROD

and most of it's bound to be bad, at least he shows up to play. Johnny Delicate is missing his second game in a row from an injury sustained getting out of his fucking car. Nor is this the first spate of games he's missed this year for marginal ailments. I thought he was supposed to be old school; I thought he was such a gamer with Boston. but he comes here and immediately takes his place in the queue of the easily incapacitated. When 3 of your most important regulars are missing with legitimate injuries, and you're getting paid 13 mill, you play hurt; you certainly play with "tweaks." Baby Carl, meet baby Johnny, the invalid progeny of Momma Joe.

posted by joe valente | 9:11 PM

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