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.
All teams look like they tank when they get torched. But the Jets never quit. They can play dumb, but they never play dead. And that is a tribute to Rex Ryan, who still hasn’t lost his team.
When a player says he’s about the money, he’s usually about the Yankees. Except Robinson Cano, who will find himself most sleepless in Seattle.
But no matter how black or gold my allegiance, no matter how nostalgic I feel about them. and no matter how deep the Rooney roots run in NFL history, there’s no excuse for their head coach’s conduct on Thanksgiving.
If New York City is still a holy basketball land, with ancient, blacktop altars dotting the map, then tonight’s NBA game is a savage sacrilege
MLB needs the Yankees at their best, and their worst. To drive up prices, to drive up interest, baseball needs the Yankees to be interesting. And, as always, it took a Steinbrenner to make that happen.
We find the Nets and Knicks are Naismith allergic. They can’t play offense or defense. They are injured. They are in discord and disarray.
The endless genius of the NFL can’t be completely quantified. But part of pro football’s popularity is burning its image in our culture and our consciousness. While baseball and basketball have their July 4 and Christmas brands, they are afterthoughts, or leftovers, compared to the NFL’s hallmark roll call.
This thing was doomed from day one. Jason Kidd coaching the Nets before the sweat dried on his jersey was bad business on nearly every level.
Matt Simms has lived the lovable role of backup quarterback, always the most popular player in any NFL city. He’s the fair-haired son of a Meadowlands legend. He looks the part. And now it’s time to see if he can play it.
Alex Rodriguez says he scoured the planet looking for “cutting edge” supplements, which miraculously led him to Miami. Alex must be the most unlucky athlete on earth, as his innocent quest for herbal truth landed him with Tony Galea and Tony Bosch.
He definitely has the game, if not the gravitas, to lead the Bronx Bombers for the next six years. Just not 10.
Since 1990, teams that go 6-4 have made the playoffs more than 60 percent of the time. Teams that open 5-5? Just 29 percent. That’s what the Jets did Sunday. They cut their postseason chances in half.
There’s a baleful buzz around Big Ben and my beloved black & gold these days. Reports say that the mountainous QB is now a mutinous QB, demanding he be traded at the end of this season.
There is a growing, ornery murmur among New Yorkers, and, really, it goes to the source. It’s directed at Jimmy Dolan. People are sick of his moves, his mouth and his product.