Showing posts with label movie recommendations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movie recommendations. Show all posts

Monday, October 3, 2011

Keith Law, world's biggest sourpuss, hated Moneyball (the movie)

Reading back over this post after I've finished it, I have come to the conclusion that it's atrocious. I have just one excuse but fortunately that excuse is pretty good. Whereas I write most FireJay posts (especially the ones that come in at less than 200 words) in a single sitdown, it took me five to write this one. Two of them were on airplanes, where the recycled air makes you think any thought you put into written word is hilarious when in fact you're barely forming complete sentences. But overall it's pretty atrocious and way too long. And I'm not sorry for either of those two facts. Whether you read it and don't enjoy it or decide not to read it after sifting through this preview, what you need to know is this: Keith Law is a cockhole. Now let's give him the floor. Oh yeah, and there are spoilers in here or whatever.

Moneyball, the movie, is an absolute mess of a film, the type of muddled end product you’d expect from a project that took several years and went through multiple writers and directors.

Keith Law's review of Moneyball, the movie, is an absolute mess of a blog post. It's the type of muddled end product you'd expect from the biggest sourpuss in sports media. (Complicating matters is the fact that he owes allegiance to both sides of the traditional scouting vs. modern statistical analysis debate, which means he can hate the movie from two different angles.) Seriously, is there a more negative sportswriter than Law? I'm not the nicest/most positive person in the world but he makes me sound like Helen Keller. His average SportsNation chat is pretty much the following exchange repeated 25 to 30 times.

MinorLeagueFan (Springfield): Hey Keith, thanks for taking my question! What do you think about [my favorite team's best prospect]? How soon until he's in the majors?

Klaw: NEVER. HE FUCKING SUCKS.

I hate Keith Law. Not because he's not knowledgable, but because he makes talking about baseball unfun. Everyone stinks, all teams are poorly run, and everything is trending downwards. Fuck Keith Law. Go live under a bridge and stop bothering people. I understand it's hypocritical for me of all people to complain about someone who's too negative, but that tells you just how awful Law is. He makes me want to go lie down in a big sunny field and look up at the clouds and say "Hey, life's pretty good." I'm just a simple hater; Keith Law is a bona fide card-carrying asshole.

Even good performances by a cast of big names and some clever makeup work

Unless he thinks the young version of Beane was also played by Pitt, which is not the case, there is no reason to laud the movie's makeup work.

couldn’t save this movie, and if I hadn’t been planning to review it, I would have walked out.

Keith's probably the kind of guy who boos mediocre singers at karaoke bars.

The movie failed first and foremost for me as a movie, not just as a baseball movie. (I’ll get to the baseball parts later.)

There are two big problems with Keith's viewpoint on this matter. As annoying as his analysis of the movie as a movie is, though, the real issue is the cognitive dissonance in his review of the movie as a movie and then of the movie as a baseball movie. So to understand what a piece of shit this review as a whole is we have to look at both portions of it.

In any case the first problem with the "movie as a movie" side is that Law is bothered by parts of the movie that drastically alter (or inaccurately add to) the story told in the book, when the movie's directors/writers simply made those changes/additions to create tension and add drama. To use a term of art, they movie-ized the story.

Is there anything wrong with that? Look, it would have been interesting to see them try to pull of an exact duplication of the book's narrative, but it would have been extremely difficult and ill-suited for mass consumption. If you're going to get a movie made starring Brad Pitt and released nationwide at the same time TV's fall season is starting you've got to make it marketable to mainstream audiences. This is a movie "based on a true story;" if it told the exact true story in the manner the book tells it, it wouldn't really be much of a hit with anyone besides baseball fans. Instead, it's going to be a hit with everyone who likes movies because it's got a lot of human drama built in that isn't really present in the book. If this is such a problem for you that it ruins the movie, you shouldn't have gone to see it in the first place (even for the explicit purpose of reviewing it; that "excuse" would make you even more of an asshole than you already were).

The second problem, which is sort of like the opposite side of the same coin, is that he's bothered by several parts of the movie that are more or less exact recreations of relatively trivial/boring stuff in the book and aren't interesting enough to him to be part of a movie. Makes a lot of sense, doesn't it? He's Keith Law and he doesn't like anything so it doesn't have to make sense. You'll see what I mean. To sum up, he hates parts of the movie that were changed from the book to make them more movie-ish, and he hates parts from the book that were not changed because they are boring.

The general plot here is that the A’s lose their 2001 ALDS to the Yankees and are about to lose three major players to free agency, so Billy Beane goes hunting for a new way of doing business. He runs into a stats geek working in Cleveland’s front office named Peter Brand, hires him, and Brand brings the sabermetric philosophy that we now associate with the early 2000s Oakland teams. This causes friction with Oakland’s scouts, who are all idiots,

As they were presented in the book.

and Art Howe, who was a stubborn idiot (this is the movie, not my opinion),

As he was occasionally presented in the book (although without the confrontational nature his character possesses in the movie).

and Billy might even lose his job until the A’s get hot and win 20 games in a row. Meanwhile, we are to believe that this is all so Billy can purge the personal demons created by the failure of his playing career.

While Lewis kind of dances around this subject, it's more than reasonable to draw this conclusion from it. Beane as presented in the book certainly hates the mindset inherent in baseball that led scouts to (probably) overvalue him in the draft and refuse to give up on him when it was obvious he wasn't going to be a successful major leaguer. It is at least partially this "he's got the good face, he looks like a ballplayer, he's got all the tools" bullshit that makes book Beane a motivated GM who wants to buck those trends and make decisions about his team based on more reliable indicators of MLB ability. Inferring from this that he's trying to purge some personal demons from his playing days (while also being awesome at his job and making money and winning and all that good stuff) is completely fair.

Movie Beane is more dramatic, because he's played by Brad Pitt and he's in a movie, but I don't think the movie strayed inappropriately far from the book in the way it presented Beane's reflections on his own past. Saying "we are to believe that this is all so Billy can purge his personal demons" is like saying we are to believe that George C. Scott's movie version of General Patton was a mean guy who really liked to win battles. Sure, the way he acts and what he does is drama written for the silver screen. But the burden is on you to prove that you're right and the screenwriters were wrong if you want to make a snarky comment about the character's reasonable motivation that begins with "We are to believe." Of course Law doesn't do this, he just wanted to take a cheap shot at the movie before enumerating the other 50 things he hated about it.

Billy is the only fully realized character in the entire movie, and even at that his disparate pieces don’t tie all that well together.

Guess how many "fully realized" characters the book had? If you really wanted to stretch it you might be able to count Hatteberg and Bradford since Lewis gets pretty deep into their backstories, but that only happened to better develop what made Beane such a genius for acquiring them and using them as he did. If you really really really wanted to stretch it you could try to add Bill James to the list but... no.

Peter Brand, a.k.a. Paul Antipodesta, is a mousy number cruncher who looks like the lay viewer would expect a stat geek to look - unathletic, dressed in dull collared shirts and ties, intimidated by the players, with no complexity to the character.

And yet he's far more developed and interesting than Depodesta is in the book, particularly because of the scenes in which Billy tries to instruct him on how to be a full-fledged GM and the scenes in which he interacts with the players.

Howe is nothing but a holier than thou obstacle for Beane whose entire motivation for his stubbornness is his desire for a contract extension - a hopelessly tired plot device that makes for a one-dimensional character.

Right, Howe got movieized. But movie Beane needed more conflict and drama, and book Howe was a zero dimensional character. So whatever.

Even Casey, Billy’s daughter, who is shoehorned into this weird plot strand about him possibly losing his job, is nothing more than the plot strand requires her to be.

Right, Casey's not even in the book and her movie character pretty much just exists to be cute and bubbly and let us see movie Beane's emotional side. And the idea that Beane's job was in jeopardy during the 2002 season is laughable. Whatever. Like I said above, without stuff like this the movie isn't as fit for mass consumption and probably doesn't get made in the first place. It's a tradeoff I'm willing to make.

The lack of multi-dimensional characters is exacerbated by the languid, aimless plot

The plot is anything but aimless. It's got a bunch of threads going at once, maybe too many, and some of them are completely fabricated and don't reflect how the real life A's or real life Beane operated. But it's certainly trying to tug on our heartstrings and get us to care about the outcome of the season. Remember the whole thing about how Beane might lose his job that annoyed you? That's called a plot device. Maybe you think it's dumb and unrealistic, but it means the plot has aim and purpose. Sheesh.

and stop-and-start pacing.

I can't really argue with this, but the book works the same way. Whatever.

The film mopes through Opening Day and the beginning of the A’s season, races through their midyear turnaround, then jumps through most of the winning streak until the twentieth victory, at which point we’re handed slow motion views of the A’s blowing an 11-0 lead … and of Art Howe thinking, with no sound at all.

Yeah. I thought it was a pretty cool and effective method of amplifying the action and making a single regular season game seem a lot more meaningful that it really was.

Even the paces of conversations are strange and often forced; one of the “action” scenes, if I could call it that, involves watching Billy juggle three GMs (Shapiro, Phillips, and Sabean) to try to acquire Ricardo Rincon. All three GMs come off as stooges,

As they do in the book, on multiple occasions (during the leadup to the first round of the 2002 draft, in Beane's acquisition of Bradford from Chicago).

but more importantly, it’s boring as hell to watch anyone, even Brad Pitt, talk on the phone.

ARRRRRGH FUCK YOU. That's what GMs do. That's how it works. If you're going to complain about how the characters and stakes got altered to make the movie more dramatic, and complain (as he will in a few paragraphs) about how unrealistic it is for Beane to travel in person to Cleveland to discuss a few simple trade ideas, don't complain when the movie shows Beane doing the same stuff a real GM does.

I could have tolerated a lot of flaws if Moneyball had just given me a good baseball movie,

Here's where it gets really good/infuriating.

with some real tension to it,

Look, dumbass, the movie takes the amount of tension present in the book and amplifies it quite a bit by creating artificial conflicts. Artificial conflicts you just spent several paragraphs bitching about. There's no way to make it more tense without making it less realistic. Your insinuation that you were bored by the movie as it was made and would like to have seen a little more drama and your complaints that Beane wasn't ACTUALLY about to lose his job and that Art Howe wasn't ACTUALLY just gunning for a contract extension all year are kind of dissonant, no?

or perhaps a strong character study of Billy Beane.

The film more or less provides this, inasmuch as it can be done in 130 minutes. It's not a 10 hour HBO miniseries. I think we still get a very good idea of what makes Beane tick and why he turned down John Henry's BoSox offer.

But the film provides neither, and I spent most of the movie wondering what was really on the line here. The A’s don’t win a playoff series in 2002, so the script can’t set that up as a goal or use the playoffs as a climax. Beane took a $39 million team to the playoffs the year before; he wasn’t going to be fired in May for taking a few risks that his owner more or less told him to take (and if he had been fired, he would have been hired by someone else in a heartbeat, despite the character’s later claim to the contrary). His daughter is worried about him because she doesn’t see the big picture, but neither she nor her father is in any real jeopardy at any point in the film. We’re not playing for anything here.

Fuck. You.

Then there’s the baseball stuff, which is not good. For starters, the lampooning of scouts, which draws from the book, isn’t any more welcome on screen (where some of the scouts are played by actual scouts)

Relevant because?

than it was on the page;

Might not have been welcome to you because of your experience in the world of scouting, but I'm pretty sure most readers/viewers enjoy it. It might not be 100% fair, but it's close to 100% entertaining.

they are set up as dim-witted bowling pins for Beane and Brand to knock down with their spreadsheets. It’s cheap writing, and unfair to the real people being depicted.

The movie's depiction of the scouts and their line of thinking differs from the book and might be considered slightly unfair because it makes the scouts seem a little dumber and a little more hard-headed than they're depicted in the book. (The movie also makes them look pretty buffoonish, which may or may not be accurate/fair.) But the book's depiction? As long as Lewis didn't put any words in anyone's mouths, and there's no reason to believe he did, it's 100% fair. Law might be bothered by the villainization of scouts but facts are facts. There really are people out there whose job is evaluating young baseball players who think "the good face" and having a "high butt" are more important than the outcomes those players create on the field. That's insane and the people who hold opinions like that deserve to be made fun of. The fact that they're hardworking and firmly believe in their viewpoint doesn't make it "unfair" for them to be mocked for it.

Current Oakland scouting director Eric Kubota also gets murdered in a drive-by line that depicts him as a clueless intern given the head scouting role after Beane fires Grady Fuson in April after a clubhouse argument (that never really happened).

Saying Kubota gets "murdered" by the line is hyperbolic. It takes a guy who obviously worked very hard to get to where he is today and mildly diminishes his efforts by making it seem Beane promoted him simply because he never played professional baseball. It doesn't demean or insult him. It doesn't make it seem like he knows nothing about baseball. It's a fictionalized scene that is used to drive home a point about Beane; that he doesn't like the mindset of most traditional scouts (a point repeatedly reinforced in the book). I would guess that about 0.1% of the movie's audience came away from that scene feeling like it wasn't really fair. Probably a reasonable sacrifice on the part of the directors.

I’ll confess to laughing at the scout referring to “this Bill James bullshit,” although the A’s bought into that bullshit years before the film claims they did -

Very true; a detail that was movieized.

and, in fact, hired Paul Depodesta three years before the movie-A’s hired Brand.

And another. But there's more to this; see below.

The film also relies on some pretty gross misrepresentations or oversimplifications of the business.

My favorite paragraph.

The idea of a GM getting on a plane and flying two thirds of the way across the country to meet another GM to discuss a trade for a left-handed reliever is so absurd that it should set off alarm bells in even the casual fan. Do you really think that GMs only talk trades in person? That they fly to meet each other for tete-a-tetes before consummating any deal? Do you really think that GMs only talk trades in person?

Well how else was movie Beane supposed to meet Peter Brand? By looking at his resume and then having an interview with him OVER THE PHONE? Even Brad Pitt can't liven up a scene that boring.

Similarly, teams don’t sign injured players to guaranteed contracts by flying out to their houses (on Christmas Eve, apparently) without having them go through physicals.

Right, another sequence of events that would have been more realistic had it been portrayed as happening entirely with a series of phone calls. Eat a turd, Law.

I wasn’t as concerned with the script having Beane trade Carlos Pena to Detroit for a reliever and some money (as opposed to the actual three-team, seven-player deal including Jeff Weaver and Jeremy Bonderman) as I was with seeing Pena, an intelligent, gregarious person, depicted as a sullen Latino player.

He wasn't portrayed as sullen, he was portrayed as disappointed in his trade. This is done in order to play off another scene in which Beane tells Brand players who get traded are inevitably disappointed, but that GMs have to give them the bad news all the same. While that scene wasn't in the book, I think its existence in the movie is pretty fair and helped build both the Beane and Brand characters. On the other hand, Pena was portrayed as Latino, because, well, yeah.

And the film’s emphasis on Beane not making it as a player seems to point to questions about his makeup, especially his confidence, which hardly ties into a film about how makeup is overrated.

If you think that's what the movie was about, I have bad news for you.

If you do end up seeing the film, and I imagine most of you will, there is one scene towards the end that stood out for me as incredibly spot on, so much so that it didn’t seem to fit with the rest of the film. Beane is sitting in what was then called the .406 club at Fenway Park with John Henry, who is about to offer him a record-breaking deal to become the Red Sox’ new GM. Henry expounds on how Beane’s method of doing things is going to sweep through the industry, and how critics within the game weren’t just trying to protect the game, but were expressing their own fears about their livelihoods. That speech applies just as well to any industry undergoing the kind of creative destruction ushered in by Bill James, Sandy Alderson and Billy Beane. Remember that when you see the next written attack on “stat geeks” who are ruining the game along with a defense of RBIs or pitcher wins.

Also remember it next time you read a review of the movie by someone like Keith Law who's deeply offended with the way stubborn old scouts are portrayed by the filmmakers (and Lewis).

If you haven’t already done so, go read the book before thinking about seeing this movie, and maybe go watch Brad Pitt steal every scene he’s in in Snatch instead.

Are you interested in seeing a baseball movie? Then you'll love a movie about organized crime in London.

Look, I'm a big fan of the book but I didn't love the movie. It was pretty good. I'd give it a solid B, maybe a B+. The criticisms Law offers just blow my mind. What. An. Asshole. He highlights the biggest flaws in the movie but inexplicably fails to understand why they are the way they are. He also complains about ten things he didn't need to complain about. He also simultaneously says that scenes realistically depicting GM work are boring while saying scenes that embellish how interesting it is to be a GM are stupid and unrealistic. In the four and a half years this blog has existed we've never picked on Law with good reason. He's smart, he works hard, and generally does more good than harm (as opposed to, say, 75% of all sportswriters). It's too bad that he's also such a Negative Nancy. I'm now well past my breaking point for ignoring his whining. I've probably made this pretty clear by now but Keith Law can eat a big fat bag of shit. He's the worst.

Monday, March 31, 2008

Ebert, Roeper, and Morgan

Joe, during tonight's Twins/Angels game, re: Bull Durham:

That's one of the greatest movies ever made about the minor leagues.

Are you sure? Boy, that's going out on a limb. Do you really want to stick it up there with Brewster's Millions? What about Major League III? And don't forget Bleacher Bums, with that unfunny pud Brad Garrett. I guess if you really wanted to stretch it, you could call Bull Durham one of the top 25 minor league-centric movies ever. But expect some resistance to that inclusion from serious movie aficionados.

Herez you're bonus punchedline!!!!!!!1111:

I bet Joe would call Babe Ruth one of the best home run hitters of the 1920s.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Reader Extra Participation Friday: Does It Get Any Better Than Something That Pretty Much Sucks?

First, a side note. You know how "The Daily Show" and "The Colbert Report," despite being obviously comedic in nature, are actually two of the best political/current events shows on TV? Well, I've accidentally (read: I am too lazy to find anything else) watched a fair amount of Winter X Games over the course of the past few days. And I'm seeing the exact same kind of "You wouldn't think they'd be this legitimately good!" phenomenon happening when it comes to broadcasting ability. Despite the fact that I really could give two shits about these events, I've noticed that the announcers have been superb throughout. They're informative, they're just funny enough, and they don't get in the way of each other or the visuals. Why can't we have that kind of announcing for, you know, the sports everyone actually cares about? I'm sitting here being entertained by Guy A and Guy B while watching dudes jump snowmobiles off enormous ramps. But when the World Series or the Super Bowl rolls around, you've got Tim McCarver and Phil Simms bending over backwards to find ways to ruin the broadcast. It ain't right, I tell ya.

SO ANYWAYS.

In this crazy mixed-up world there's one constant we can always rely on: if a movie was made between 1980 and 1994, Bill Simmons is going to love it.

Does it get any better than the first 30 minutes of "Sleeping With The Enemy?" You have Julia Roberts at her apex, living in one of the coolest summer houses in movie history, only she's married to a creepy rich guy with a mustache and severe OCD who puts on a sinister opera CD every time he's ready to have sex; says things like, "If I didn't know any better, I would think you're trying to provoke a quarrel with me"; gets upset if the bathroom towels aren't hanging at the same length; takes her sailing on stormy nights when she can't swim; and if that's not enough, regularly beats the crap out of her. What a great premise for a movie!

If you've seen this movie and actually agree with Bill, feel free to let me know with a comment. I won't be holding my breath. And if you're lucky enough to have not seen this movie, don't. I'm not going to say why or under what circumstances, but I've sat through it, and it's a piece of garbage. Especially the first 30 minutes. If Bill's gripping description right there doesn't convince you, watch the first two and a half minutes of this video. Really? Boy, I don't know- does it seem like anything could get any better than that? A tall order, but I've got some nominations. How about Vertical Limit? That movie eats balls, and I'd still rather watch it again over Sleeping With the Enemy. Take a look at Sleeping- you've got a 35 year old antagonist wearing an 80 year old's pants and a mustache that's probably attached with a piece of double sided tape. You've also got gripping dialog such as "We all forget things. That's what reminding is for." And you've got Julia Roberts stepping way outside her comfort zone to play a character who is simultaneously both tough and womanly. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. It's corny, it's poorly written, and it couldn't be much less interesting.

Anyways, I'm rambling, because I love rambling about things that suck. (Why else would this blog exist?) So here's the Reader Extra Participation Friday assignment. Take your pick- either

a) List any shitty movie you can think of that is better than the first 30 minutes of Sleeping With the Enemy. I'm going with

-Vertical Limit
-Mission Impossible 2
-Spiderman 3
-Troy
-Vertical Limit
-The Wicker Man
-Batman and Robin

And so on and so forth. Or,

b) Come up with something else that's completely unremarkable and rhetorically ask if it gets any better than that. Such as

-Raisins
-"The Family Circus"
-Paperclips
-Shovels
-Lenny Kravitz
-Water
-Knock-knock jokes

OK, you've got options. Everyone jump right in. Don't be shy. Blanco was last week's winner, and JD took home the trophy* two weeks ago. Who else wants their 15 minutes of fame?

*Note- trophy may not actually exist.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

This is Perhaps the Most Pathetic, Pitiful, Snivelling Piece of Shit Article I've Ever Read

If you've read this blog at all, the decision Mike Lupica made in titling his article (or perhaps that his editor made) should give you some idea what's got CW so riled up:

"Bid farewell to A-Rod, the gold-plated phony."

Are you fucking serious?

Ok. Deep breath:

Alex Rodriguez and his agent, Scott Boras, have become the kind of phonies that aspiring phonies now study in sports, somewhat the way scientists study lab rats.


A fairly...well...innocuous first paragraph, in that nothing here hasn't been said a million times. There's no egregious oversteps of logic, and, well, frankly, Boras is a piece of shit. But just curious: who's writing this article, Holden Caulfield? "Phonies"? Already, this is obviously a column chockfull of childish name-calling. I can't help but think of Mike Lupica as that dude on the Family Guy who keeps calling Peter a "great big phony."

Here was Boras the other night, getting his client A-Rod into the World Series the only way he can, having him opt out of his Yankees contract on the night the Boston Red Sox were about to sweep the Colorado Rockies.


This has been beaten to death of course, not the least of which in this blog...obviously, Boras understood the timing of his announcment, but it's not anyone's fault but the media that it "upstaged" the world series...anyway Lupica uses this piddling idea to set up what he obviously thinks is a grand wag of the Wildean tradition:

In so doing, Boras unwittingly gave us a fitting epitaph to A-Rod's Yankee career:

He upstaged more World Series games than he actually played in.

Ba-Fucking Zing. Consider A-Rod posterized! That damned fool couldn't even take a marginally talented team and, with the help of his 13 extra Wins Against Replacement, take them singlehandedly (embarrassingly pathetic starting pitching and all) to a world championship. For shame! What a phony! This guy's a great big phony!

Remember when Babe fucking Ruth singlehandedly won a bunch of World Serieses? He had mediocre starting pitching right? And it's not like he had a hall-of-famer hitting behind him. How many hall-of-famers were hitting behind A-Rod this year, when he still managed to put up monster numbers? How many hall-of-fame pitchers did he have in a rotation he managed to single-handedly carry to the playoffs?

The answer to the first question is zero (unless you count Posada...which you don't) and the answer to the second question is also zero.

Nevertheless, Lupica is right, in the most literal sense--A-Rod did not win a WS in NY. This is misleading criticism, but at least accurate criticism. He really gets off the rails as this column goes on:

It was the late George Young, general manager of the football Giants, who once said to me, "When they say it's not about the money, it's always about the money."

It is always about the money with A-Rod. He just won't ever say that, even if you threaten him with one of his own baseball bats.

First of all:

What the fuck?

Second of all:

No seriously what the fuck?

What does this have to do with anything? Of course A-Rod's concerned with money. He signed the richest contract in baseball history. But how is A-Rod's pursuit of free agency riches different from anyone not named Jermaine Dye (who turned down higher paying gigs than the White Sox in 2004's offseason since he had given Kenny Williams his word. Class act, Jermaine Dye, but beside the point)? And how can we overlook the fact that A-Rod requested permission from the Player's Association to restructure his deal when the A-Rod to Boston trade was pending in order to help Boston and Texas meet salary needs? Though the request was denied, the fact remains that A-Rod was willing to take less money to go play for a winner. Therefore this asinine claim that "it's always all about the money with A-Rod" is unequivocally false. Seriously. It is completely a lie by a piece of shit sports journalist.

Oh wait! There's more bullshit from Lupica

So he tries to make it about his teammates, some of whose names he actually knows. So here was Boras, who never seems to run out of saliva - or angles - talking about Mo Rivera and Jorge Posada and Andy Pettitte instead of the $300 million he thinks he can get for A-Rod someplace else.

"Alex's decision was one based on not knowing what his closer, his catcher and one of his statured starting pitchers was going to do," Boras said in one interview he gave Sunday night while Game 4 of the Series was still going on.


Sure this might be a little bullshit on A-Rod and Boras's part, but it's clear that A-Rod is interested in winning championships. The Yankees are going to be absolutely for shit next year and the fact of the matter is the increase in pay A-Rod's looking at over what the Yankees offered is going to be piddling when compared to the money he's already amassed through salary and endorsements.

Are we really supposed to be fed the line that A-Rod values an extra 30 million out of over 600 million he stands to earn in his career over everything else--atmosphere, teammates (i.e. not that piece of shit Jeter who refused to help his team by letting a far superior ss play his natural position? the same piece of shit Jeter who threw his struggling teammate under the bus in 2006? the same piece of shit Jeter who shits gold and lets A-Rod eat shit at every opportunity?), and winning?

I don't buy it. Frankly, this whole situation reminds me of the excellent movie 61* (go see it, stat) and the dynamic between Maris and the Yankees fans, media, and team. If Maris played in the free agent era, don't you suppose he'd have loved to get the fuck out of that piece of shit journalism haven and den of classless baseball fans and go play for an equally contending team in some less dystopian environ?

I do. And I think that's exactly what A-Rod's doing. Why on earth would he play in NY

1.) They're going to be no good next year without A-Rod. With him, they're going to be a Wild Card team at best.

2.) They have no pitching

3.) Jeter's a piece of shit who A-Rod doesn't get along with

4.) The Media is completely unethical, uninformed, and out to get A-Rod for his every misstep

5.) The fans have booed him frequently

6.) Even after singlehandedly taking the Yankees to the playoffs this year, he got very little appreciation for it from the media, who preferred to focus on two hitless playoff games.

The rest of the article is in the same vein, and therefore isn't really worth discussing...blah blah blah A-Rod's selfish, blah blah blah Boras wants money. But here's a few choice quotes:

So he tries to make it about his teammates, some of whose names he actually knows.


I have even heard some broadcasters suggest that Joe Torre leaving the Yankees might also have been a reason why A-Rod wanted to leave. Every time I did, I had the same reaction: That anybody thinking Rodriguez had loyalty to any manager - especially one who batted him eighth in a playoff game against the Detroit Tigers last year - must be drunk
You can go up and down the Red Sox batting order, pick any name, and find somebody who did more for his team than A-Rod did for the Yankees in the last three Octobers he played for them.

He was a gold-plated phony coming in the door and he is the same leaving.


He's even got a graphic chronologizing A-Rod's blunders and ignoring A-Rod's positive contributions.

What a sad, pathetic little man Mike Lupica most obviously is.