Ding Dong The Wicked Witch Is Dead

I realize that baseball is off most of the nation's radar, but last night I got to watch the Evil Empire, the New York Yankees and their $203 million payroll get knocked out of the playoffs by the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim. For the uninitiated, Major League Baseball has an arrangement (unlike the NFL) in which they can keep the home television revenues without sharing them with the other teams. Hence, the Yankees make more money than anyone else and can spend more than anyone else. This leads to a stacked deck.

One of their big purchases was one Alex Rodriguez...who left our Texas Rangers in last place all three of his years here, and upon leaving, said he had nothing against the Rangers but felt he deserved to play the game on the "game's biggest stage," meaning the Yankees.

Well, Yankees, I understand my team finished third in their division, 3 games under .500. But our payroll is less than one third of yours.

Well, Yankees, I'm glad you're out of the playoffs...AGAIN, and this time a series earlier than last year.

Well, Yankees, I'm glad of the way you got knocked out, too: With Alex Rodriguez going 2-15 in the series, and with the game on the line last night, in the top of the ninth with a man on and nobody out, hit into a 5-4-3 double play...effectively killing any comeback hopes. The "A-Rod Virus"--the belief that he hits home runs in meaningless situations and rarely contributes in the clutch, causing the clubhouse to become poison--has struck again...

Well, Yankees, I savored every second of that. And I don't feel guilty one bit reveling in your loss.