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Copyright: © 2011 Tom Flannery
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PRIDE OF THE YANKEES

By: Tom Flannery

“Then it comes to you
How it all slips away
Youth and beauty are gone one day
No matter what you dream or feel or say
It ends in dust and disarray
Like wind on the plains,
Sand through the glass,
Waves rolling in with the tide
Dreams die hard and we watch them erode
But we cannot be denied
The fire inside.”

    —Bob Seger, “The Fire Inside”

The New York Yankees were playing the Boston Red Sox on national television Saturday night, May 14.  That meant the greatest rivalry in all of sports was back in the spotlight, at a time when the Bronx Bombers were in a funk while the Sox were on the verge of reaching the .500 mark after a dismal start to the season.

 

And yet, despite the magnitude of the rivalry and all the drama surrounding the game, this wasn’t the headline story.  It wasn’t even close.

 

That’s because, about an hour before gametime, Yankees’ designated hitter Jorge Posada went into manager Joe Girardi’s office and took himself out of the lineup.  He simply refused to play, committing the cardinal sin in sports of quitting on his team.

 

This was precipitated by the fact that Girardi had penciled Posada into the ninth batting spot, at the bottom of the lineup.  And that was precipitated by the fact that Posada was hitting a dreadful .165, the worst average of any player in baseball.

 

For Posada, being dropped to the nine-hole was the final insult from a manager with whom he’s had strained relations ever since Posada assumed the daily catching duties from Girardi in the 1990s.  Girardi went on to become manager, while Posada became one of the Core Four — along with Derek Jeter, Andy Pettitte and Mariano Rivera — of a dynasty that has won five championships to date.

 

Nor is there any love lost between Posada and general manager Brian Cashman, who was the guy who told Posada before spring training began this year that his catching days were over.  He was going to be the DH, end of story.

 

Cashman was also the point man in contract negotiations with Jeter during this past off-season, when Cashman effectively quoted the great Smokey Robinson in challenging Jeter, publicly, to “shop around.”  He basically told The Captain to play the market and, if he found a better offer, to take it.

 

Jeter openly bristled at such “disrespectful” treatment.  Similarly, in his press conference last Saturday night, Posada said he felt he was being “disrespected.”

 

That’s Cashman’s job, though — the cold, unemotional evaluation of talent based upon a player’s current age and productivity, as opposed to being based upon past performance, history with the team or career numbers.

 

For guys like Jeter and Posada who are perpetually described as “very proud men,” such brutal honesty is viewed as nothing less than a personal affront, an attack upon their character by people who should be grateful for all they’ve contributed through the years.  It has offended their keen sense of pride, and they have not responded well, resulting in the worst press that either of them has ever endured and a great deal of abuse even from the fans on talk radio.

 

Consequently, it’s highly unlikely that either of their tenures with the Yankees will end on a positive note.  As the Bible tells us, “pride goes before a fall” (Prov. 16:18).

 

Jeter and Posada, two of the most heralded sports heroes of our time, are learning one of life’s hardest lessons — that eventually the world moves on without us, no matter who we are or what we’ve achieved.

 

In this world, things just don’t end well.  They never do.

 

For one thing, the statistics on death are very impressive.  One out of every one dies.

 

In the meantime, everything is in the throes of dying.  The Second Law of Thermodynamics, an inviolable law of science, assures us that everything in the universe — including the universe itself — is decaying, breaking down, expiring.  The sun is slowly burning out, and so are we.

 

This law, in and of itself, is the death knell of evolution (even without all of the voluminous evidence that exposes the theory as fraud).  Evolution, after all, would have us believe that everything in the universe is ascending upward, to increasingly greater levels of order and complexity.

This is why God doesn’t spend much time at all addressing the stupendous ignorance of atheists or their ridiculous, unscientific theories.  The only thing He has to say about them, in all 66 books of the Bible, is this:  “The fool has said in his heart there is no God” (Psalm 53:1).

Thus, to have hope in this life only is to have no hope at all.  And to place all of one’s hopes, dreams and aspirations in this world is not only folly, it’s utter madness.


Last week, the acclaimed scientist Stephen Hawking called heaven “a fairy story for people who are afraid of the dark.”  But who cares?  The man is a fool — an educated one, but a fool nonetheless.  And the theory upon which he’s built his entire existence, and upon which he expects to be nothing but worm food when this life ends, will be shown in the end to be the real fairy tale.

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