Date: Thursday, December 13, 2001
From: Kevin Hench
Subject: Happy Holidays
Hallelujahs and high-fives all around that Big Poison is gone.
From the looks of it, Duke (who must go next) sought out the absolutely worst possible deal, almost as a poke in Jurassic's eye, like, "Hey, S***head, you're not even worth a crappy pitcher with a 6.02 ERA. We have to toss in money to boot. F*** you very much."
As bad as Lankford is, I think he could have made the team, which Oliver will be hard-pressed to do if we sign Burkett and Adams.
Clubhouse issues aside, I'll be happy not to see S***head swinging at pitches over his head or in the dirt.
Not that any of it matters now that the Yankees are a mortal lock to win 120 games. A team with Giambi, Jeter, Williams, Rivera, Mussina, Soriano, Posada, Pettite and that a**hole with six Cy Youngs could never, ever miss the playoffs. Salary cap anyone? I'd happily relinquish all the Red Sox stupid signings to level the playing field.
Even if Dolan got the team and signed Bonds, Gonzalez and Chan Ho Park, we wouldn't be favored in a series against the Yankees. Depressing. All very, very depressing.