Last hurrah for the Yankees' Core Four? It already happened
I don't believe in voodoo or evil eyes or curses -- especially in sports. I never believed in the Curse of the Bambino upon the Red Sox or that a goat has cursed the Cubs. However, I do firmly believe that if there are curses, or that there should be curses, then the New York Yankees will be cursed forever, starting right now.
This is what the team gets for erecting a thirty-five square foot graven image to immortalize their late owner,
There's already a joke going around that the only three things made by man that you can see from a satellite in outer space are The Great Wall of China, the Pyramids and the plaque of George Steinbrenner at Yankee Stadium.
But the curse aside, as the playoffs begin today, it would appear that the Yankees are most unlikely to be able to repeat as champions. It is especially instructive that the quartet of stalwarts who have been the core of the club for so long --
As for Jeter, since June he has played his age, which is thirty-six, and which is particularly, historically, long in the tooth for shortstops.
Jeter's 10-year contract concludes this year. Obviously, he and the Yankees will stay the course, together. Among other realities, Jeter is simply worth more to the Yankees as their icon than he is to any other team as an ordinary player. The Yankees will pay him the baseball version of a golden parachute to stick around and lend his class to the crass awhile longer. Derek Jeter, shortstop emeritus.
But for now, notwithstanding the talents of
And then, there's that new curse to contend with, too.