
MLB whiffing and becoming a waste of time
NY Post
To borrow from Dickens: It was the best of times, it was a waste of time.
But I’m still a fool in love. I think that baseball, my first true love, will suddenly cure itself, its good senses restored as a matter of applied common sense. Thus it was with Pollyanna optimism that this past Saturday would be a great day for the foolish. In the rarest of modern scheduling, both the Mets and Yankees would play early-afternoon games on TV. That would be followed by a later time zone, late-afternoon game, A’s vs. Astros, on FS1. This was to be a Throwback Saturday.
SAN DIEGO — As you may have seen elsewhere in this newspaper (and also if you haven’t deleted me yet from your social media), I have a book coming out Tuesday called “The Bosses of The Bronx.” Much of it details the 37 years’ worth of antics, winning, losing, winning again and overall mania of George Steinbrenner’s time with the Yankees.

SAN DIEGO — As you may have seen elsewhere in this newspaper (and also if you haven’t deleted me yet from your social media), I have a book coming out Tuesday called “The Bosses of The Bronx.” Much of it details the 37 years’ worth of antics, winning, losing, winning again and overall mania of George Steinbrenner’s time with the Yankees.











