And while a sportswriter — specifically a New York sportswriter — shouldn’t admit this, I assumed George Steinbrenner was in the Hall of Fame.
Ever since Hal Steinbrenner took over for his dad, fans and pundits alike have compared the two.
If the old man ever heard the new-age, “I’m OK, you’re OK” stuff coming out of Yankees co-owner Hal Steinbrenner’s mouth lately, he’d blow his top.
The Yankees — thanks to late owner George Steinbrenner — are stepping up to the plate for the family of Rafael Ramos, one of two NYPD officers murdered during an ambush in Brooklyn.
The Yanks have devolved from stalkers to prey, from the monetary monoliths to members of the mediocrity.
Bill Stimers, the fan befriended by George Steinbrenner who was also a frequent caller to WFAN, died Thursday at the Hebrew Home at Riverdale in the Bronx.
The New York Yankees have retired four-time World Series champion manager Joe Torre’s No. 6.
Maybe the Yankees could add a helpful piece. But the difference makers will be the guys they gave all that money to last winter: Jacoby Ellsbury, Brian McCann and Carlos Beltran.
Beyond his stellar, All-Star career, Joe Torre knows why he was standing next to Greg Maddux and a conga line of newly-minted luminaries in Cooperstown this past weekend. He was a Yankee.
Torre said he knew how the late Yankees owner would have reacted: “He would’ve yelled at me, ‘You ungrateful such and such.’ ”
Newly-released documents show that President Bill Clinton’s administration was watching how the Yankees handled troubled slugger Darryl Strawberry back in the 1990s.
Posada is back for his second year as a guest instructor at Yankees camp. WFAN’s Sweeny Murti sat down with him for a few minutes this weekend to talk about his role and his good friend, The Captain.
It seems the Yankees were steadfast in their budgetary discipline. Until they weren’t. And thank goodness for that. Not only are we spoiled Yankees fans better off, but so is baseball.
The Hall of Fame is the proper, final stop of a long road that started in Brooklyn and, 50 years later, ended up in the Bronx.
He was the right man at the right time for a club that had fallen on hard times before 1996. And he didn’t mess it up when it would have been so easy to do just that.