Yankee Manager Girardi Makes Lemonade
While the World Series title serves as the ultimate vindication for Yankees manager Joe Girardi, I’m still
amused by all of the flack he caught in the media for starting A.J. Burnett on short rest in Game 4. What, exactly, were his options? Those who pointed to a three games to one lead as a big enough cushion for Girardi to turn to Chad Gaudin and save A.J. Burnett acted as if starting the $16 million dollar man on three days rest was tantamount to abuse. And what of the ridiculous idea that you can afford to give a game away rather than try to wrap up the title? Burnett’s miserable performance had everything to do with the Phillies getting a second look at him and nothing to do with fatigue. To crticize Girardi for a bad decision is ridiculous. Especially when you realize that he worked his way through three series with just four pitchers on whom he could rely. For $200 million, you’d think he’d have a few more.
Hideki Matsui Wins Series MVP
Have to admit to being slightly amused by Hideki Matsui’s selection as MVP. Not that he was unworthy; just unexpected. While analysts on all fronts spent most of Monday and Tuesday discussing viable candidates for the award, Matsui’s name was never mentioned. Some pointed to Mariano Rivera in the event he saved the clincher, Johnny Damon for his eight hits and whether Chase Utley’s record setting performance would be enough if the Phillies lost. Instead, Matsui stole the show. I guess, that’s why they play the games.
Alex Rodriguez: A True Yankee Yet?
This was after Alex Rodriguez had given the Yankees a first inning lead over the previously unhittable Cliff Lee in Monday’s Game Four. Cheap Seater Frank Marsala wondered how Rodriguez was now regarded by Yankee fans. “Is ARod a true Yankee yet? I’ve always hated that phrase, it’s really stupid.” Stupid, yes, Frank, but the perception, nonetheless. Despite winning two MVP awards in his first four years, Rodriguez has never been embraced by Bombers’ faithful; allegedly due to his continuous failure in the post season. As if all Yankees rise to the occasion in the playoffs. More accurately, fans have kept ARod at arm’s length due to his icy relationship with their poster boy, Derek Jeter. Older fans will remember a similar situation in the seventies when Reggie Jackson was signed. Long before he was crowned Mr. October, Jackson was vilified not only for his feud with beloved manager Billy Martin but for his rant against Thurman Munson, team captain, in which Reggie referred to himself as the “straw that stirs the drink.” Not until that now famous three homer night in the ’77 World Series did Reggie become a fan favorite. So much so, actually, that after returning to Yankee Stadium years later and homering as a member of the Angels, fans serenaded owner George Steinbrenner with an obscene chant for even allowing their hero to sign with California. By then, I guess, Jackson was viewed as a true Yankee.
So, what’s been ARod’s crime? Yes, he did take a swipe at Jeter in a magazine piece a few years ago when he signed with Texas but that was long before he donned pinstripes. It’s not the steroid issue, either, as he had the gorilla on his back for a long time prior to that revelation. Rather, it’s that the fans have followed Jeter’s lead. He has never publicly warmed to the idea of Rodriguez as a teammate so neither have those who worship him. It’s interesting to note that when former Yankee Jeremy Giambi was mired in a year long slump and hearing about it from the stands on a nightly basis, Jeter stepped in and asked that the first baseman be cut a break. However, he has chosen not to whenever ARod has been the target of their wrath. Whatever the reason, lingering anger, resentment or simple dislike, Jeter left ARod to fend for himself when things were bad for the shortstop turned third baseman. Thus, until these playoffs started, Rodriguez has been regarded as an outsider.
Which brings me to this question. If post season success is the barometer for being deemed a “true Yankee”, do we include Luis Sojo but not Don Mattingly? Hmmm. You’re right, Frank. That phrase is really stupid.
Hey ARod. Whattaya Really Think?
There’s no arguing that, given his history, ARod needs to avoid controversy at all costs. But, whenever I hear him give an interview, I’m reminded of the scene in Bull Durham where Crash pulls Nuke aside to work on his cliches.
New York Sports Update
For those of you who’ve had your head under a World Series rock for the last two weeks, let me bring you up to date on the rest of the New York sports scene. The Knicks opened this season the way they finished the last, watching opponents breeze to the basket while shooting the ball as if it was too big for the basket. They’re 1-4 or, as Donnie Walsh would rather you think, five games closer to next summer’s free agent class. The Giants have lost three straight as they’ve suddenly forgotten how to defend the pass and the Jets have lost four of five because, well, they’re the Jets. The Rangers, currently second in the Atlantic division, remain the Garden’s only hope for post season action next spring. And, somewhere in the Dominican Republic, Jose Reyes is still limping. So, enjoy the parade tomorrow. It might be awhile before you see another one.
By Eddie Mayrose
After Long Wait, World Series Gets Started
Finally, after what seemed like interminable Division and Championship series, we get to the business of the World Series. Even though these teams seem
like mirror images of each other, many have given the Yanks a slight edge due to their advantage in the bullpen. I disagree. Not that Mariano Rivera isn’t better than Brad Lidge; at this point so is Chita Rivera. But the Yankee bats have just rendered two of the top closers in the AL powerless and there’s no reason to believe they won’t do the same to Lidge. In other words, even if the Phillies’ closer was at the top of his game, Charlie Manuel would be making other plans, anyway. What I think it’ll come down to is who starts Game Five for the Bombers. We know Sabathia goes in Games One, Four and Seven but the Yankees don’t want A.J. Burnett to pitch in Philadelphia. If they save him for a Game Six in the Bronx, that’ll not only put an inexperienced starter on the mound, it’ll mean Andy Pettitte goes just once in a seven game series. Still, I like the Yankees in seven.
Major League Baseball Needs a Salary Cap
Last night’s Game One starters, Cliff Lee and C.C. Sabathia, stood as monuments to baseball’s biggest problem: the disparity in payrolls between small and large market teams. As the last two winners of the AL Cy Young Award, they would have been a huge help to an Indians’ staff that featured both until Cleveland couldn’t afford either. Much is made in New York about the “Core Four” of Yankee vets, Rivera, Posada, Pettitte and Jeter, all homegrown and together for much of the Yankees incredible run since 1996. What most miss in that analysis is that, unlike many teams, the Yankees could afford to keep all of them once they became stars. Would the Yanks have swept a Twins’ team that included Johan Santana and Torii Hunter? Would that Twins team have even won the division if the Royals still had Carlos Beltran and Johnny Damon? The fact is, large market teams don’t do anything better than their small market counterparts. They simply make more money because of their location; something baseball needs to address.
NY Jets’ Leon Washington Hurt at Worst Time
Next time you want to come down on an NFL player holding out for a contract extension, think of the Jets’ Leon Washington; on the verge of stardom until a broken leg ended his season. These guys have a very small window to earn their money and each week brings the possibilty of a career-ending injury.
On Bob Griese, Jay-Z and Hypocrisy
ESPN college football analyst, Bob Griese, received a one game suspension from the network for remarks he made last Saturday about
NASCAR’s Juan Pablo Montoya. When a Top Five list of drivers was posted, another broadcaster asked where Montoya was. Griese replied, “out having a taco.” For his part, Montoya told reporters after Sunday’s Sprint Cup series race that he “couldn’t resist making fun of the controversy. I could say I just spent the last three hours eating tacos, but I was driving the car.” Montoya said of Griese, “I don’t even know who he is and I don’t really care.” That Griese apologized for the remark twice during the broadcast and ESPN later stated that it considered the matter closed was of no consequence once the PC police got their teeth into it. Bob Griese is and always has been a professional gentleman on the air and it’s a shame that we no longer look at an entire body of work and simply see a good guy who screwed up. Instead, Griese and others like him suddenly and inexplicably become bigots.
I’m wondering how long Griese would have been suspended had he, instead, glorified the rape and murder of prostitutes, African-Americans, homosexuals and police. Didn’t seem to matter much to Major League Baseball or the Yankees last night as they invited rapper Jay-Z to perform before Game 1 of the World Series. In a song whose title is too despicable for print, Jay-Z promotes each of those; something that doesn’t seem to concern the NBA, either; as he’s a part owner of the New Jersey Nets. Just because freedom of speech cuts two ways doesn’t make a double standard less hypocritical.
Is There Life After High School?
I write weekly about college and professional sports because of their high profile and the fact that I just love sports. But, I must confess, despite all of the time spent watching, analyzing and enjoying these televised events, my heart still belongs to the high school athletes. Their spirit is as irresistible as it is inspirational. Whether it be the jubilation experienced by a basketball team winning a championship in the last minute, the despair of senior football players weeping at the realization that they’ve just played their last game together or the apprehension of a cheerleader waiting to step on the mat while praying to avoid a misstep, each emotion is so raw as to take me back to the wonderful time when I felt that way, myself. It’s why I still go to my school’s football and basketball games even though my sons have graduated, why I have my daughter’s competitions circled on the calendar and why I found myself at St. Joseph Hill Academy High School last week for a critical volleyball match with St. Joseph by the Sea.
Seven years ago, the Staten Island Catholic Girls’ High School league was established, with three schools initiating programs and joining two others in their infancy. Sea quickly established itself as the loop’s dominant force while another school, Notre Dame Academy, grabbed last year’s title. This time around, Hill started the season 7-0; a record that featured a big home win over Sea but would later include a loss to their rival in a rematch; sending both teams into last week’s rubber match with identical records. The winner would take the title. Now, the result, (Hill won), is secondary to my point, even though I have to admit , the victory made for a much happier home as my wife, Virginia, is Hill’s fearless leader. As I sat there in a packed, noisy gym watching the Hill girls in the stands screaming their support to their classmates, I was reminded again of why I eat this stuff up. High school is the only sports arena in which the athletes and the fans are bonded by friendship. The fans don’t cheer for love of school but, rather, love of the players; their friends. It is the reason the passion is unmatched. Yes, I know all about the Cameron Crazies at Duke, the Bleacher Bums in Chicago and Cleveland’s Dawg Pound but how many of them studied for a chemistry test with a player the night before a game? How many had a player decorate their locker on a birthday, cry on their shoulder after a failed road test or celebrate the birth of a baby sister? And where else is a coach so concerned with a player’s development as a person?
On the prep level, coaches are not motivated by financial gain. If you ever broke down their stipend to an hourly wage, it would work out to just pennies. Instead, it is the dedication to young men and women that drives so many of them and it is that same dedication that serves as a model for how their impressionable, young players should lead their lives. It is why I am so grateful to the incredible people that have coached my children and a reason I am so proud to say I am my wife’s husband. It’s also why I’ll be sitting courtside this weekend watching the St. Joseph Hill girls volleyball team, Staten Island Champion, take on the other boroughs in the city playoffs in front of a gym full of their close friends. Let me know how Notre Dame does against Washington State.
It was the kind of weekend Yankee fans imagined when C.C. Sabathia, A.J. Burnett
and Mark Teixeira were signed last winter. Burnett and C.C. each turned in a dominant performance on the hill while Teixeira’s big bomb sealed the four game sweep over the hated Red Sox. Heading into the home stretch with a six game lead, the Yanks have hit their stride; getting contributions from every part of the lineup. With Phil Hughes filling what was a gaping hole in the Bombers’ pen and Mariano Rivera enjoying a career year; it’s looking like there may be a deep October run in the new stadium.
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In what may be a sign that MLB clubs are feeling the effects of the weak economy, the Blue Jays jettisoned their two time All Star outfielder, Alex Rios, for, essentially, nothing but relief from the obligation to pay the balance of his contract. Even more alarming is that, despite the fact that Rios is just 28 years old; no team other than the White Sox was interested.
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When they tee it up today in the PGA championship at Hazeltine, it’ll be the last chance in ’09 for Tiger Woods to win a major; something that hasn’t happened since 2004. He comes in on the heels of two straight wins that followed a missed cut at the British Open. The way things have gone for him this year, however, if he doesn’t get out fast, it’s not likely he’ll come back.
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Could we please cease and desist with the ridiculous notion that the Red Sox and Yankees are part of the “greatest rivalry in sports”? They play each other at least eighteen times each year, the regular season results usually mean nothing as both routinely qualify for the post season and they rarely meet each other in the playoffs. Earlier this season, New York lost eight straight to Boston and yet, found themselves six games ahead of the pack just two months later. If Michigan lost eight straight football games to Ohio State, they’d have suffered almost a decade of misery that likely included zero trips to the Rose Bowl. That’s a rivalry.
The networks and talking heads calling the games can say anything they want to hype the matchups but can’t undo the reality that the players just don’t care as much as the fans. They’re too transient and have a much larger financial stake than emotional. Head down to Philadelphia this fall and ask a Navy offensive lineman what it means to beat Army. Walk into the Duke locker room on the first day of basketball practice and ask any of the players the date of the North Carolina game. They’ll know. There was a time in baseball when Jackie Robinson retired rather than accept a trade to the hated New York Giants. Remind Johnny Damon of that little bit of history when you ask if he circles the Boston games on his schedule. Yanks-Sox is a great watch because the teams are two of the game’s most talented and each is a contender for the AL East crown, not because the outcome is a matter of life and death to the participants.
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NationalFootballPost.com reported that the Jets have spoken to an NFC West team to gauge interest in RB Thomas Jones. A Jet source claimed the report was untrue and I hope that’s the case. Heading into the season with a new coach, new QB and a scarcity of talented receivers, it’s inconceivable to consider dealing the team’s best offensive player.
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I’ve been chastised at times by Cheap Seats readers unhappy with the lack of attention given to soccer in this column. So, with the World Cup qualifying game (sorry, match) being played yesterday in Mexico City, I thought it’d be a good time to take a peek. Imagine my surprise then, when I learned that, despite the fact that the U.S. hasn’t won a game (sorry again, match) against Mexico in its last twenty three tries, its players only worked out together for two days. Two. Seems that the players have other commitments and the whole qualifying system is an inconvenience to many. Could it possibly be that this World Cup stuff isn’t as important to the players as my soccer antagonists would have me believe?
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In a season that’s become unwatchable, Johan Santana gives disappointed Mets’ fans a reason to tune in every fifth day. In an ongoing tribute to professionalism, Santana is tied for the Major League lead in wins. Each offseason, the agent for a sub .500 pitcher will make the case for a salary increase by pointing out that his client’s team averaged a paltry amount of runs during his starts. It’s a ridiculous argument as it doesn’t take into account how many runs the pitcher allowed. It doesn’t matter if his run support was bad if his ERA was worse. Anyway, think about Santana when you hear that argument next year. If a pitcher is a big, tough guy who cares more about the team’s record than his own, he’ll have plenty of wins no matter how meager the run support.
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This time, it’s David Ortiz and Manny Ramirez. In the latest leak of the infamous
list of 104 players that tested positive for performance enhancing drugs in 2003, we’ve found out just how Big Papi got that way and that, oops, Manny’s positive test in May wasn’t a one-time thing. Now, while I still don’t care what any of these cheats put in their bodies and I’m not up in arms about the integrity of Major League Baseball’s record book, there are some disturbing aspects about this revelation that make it different than the others. In Ortiz and Ramirez, we may, finally, have an indication that, despite their denials, MLB and its owners were aware of the widespread use of PED’s.
In December, 2007, when former Senator George Mitchell released the results of his investigation into the use of steroids in professional baseball, much was made of the fact that, while Mitchell was a part owner of the Red Sox, no Boston player appeared on the list. Those suspicions were given new life last week, as the exposure of Ortiz and Ramirez as well as speculation surrounding former Sox pitcher, Bronson Arroyo, called Mitchell’s objectivity into serious question. Could he have directed his investigation away from any of his own players? Did he ignore information that may have been gathered about them? It’s likely we’ll never know. However, the conspiracy theory gained significant momentum when it was discovered that, last year, the Red Sox fired two employees after an MLB investigation into steroid use within the organization. Jared Remy and Alex Cyr were canned after state police found a vial of steroids in Cyr’s car as he was returning from a Red Sox event last July. Cyr acknowledged that he had purchased the drugs from Remy, who admitted to his own steroid use. Remy’s subsequent comments about baseball’s probe were quite troubling. “I’m sure they were hoping I didn’t know anything,” he said. “It’s like they didn’t want to know.”
So, now we have documented steroid use by Manny Ramirez in 2003 and 2009 as well as two employees of the organization with clubhouse access being dismissed. That it is unlikely Ramirez did not use a performance enhancing drug between his two positive tests casts serious doubt on the credibility of Mitchell’s report. That the dismissal of Remy and Cyr was not made public for a year points to the possibility that the Red Sox not only knew their players were juicing but may have acted to cover it up. None of the evidence supporting these theories is any better than circumstantial but, in the court of public opinion, the Boston brass looks bloodier than Curt Schilling’s sock.
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Here’s a question for the Major League Baseball Players Association. Since it’s obvious that whoever has this supposedly anonymous list plans to leak the names a few at a time, why not get in front of things and release the names, yourself? Wouldn’t it be better for everyone if we knew who the players are? Those on the list would be able to get past what has to be significant anxiety in just one news cycle while those not on the list would be cleared of suspicion. Already, prominent major leaguers like Mariano Rivera and Torii Hunter have lobbied for just that. While a union is charged with protecting its members, how can it justify giving cover to 104 while placing another 500 under the same cloud? Those numbers should be reversed.
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Former Giants’ WR Plaxico Burress, indicted for carrying an unlicensed gun into a nightclub and then shooting himself in the leg, faces up to three and a half years in prison if convicted. Welcome, Plax, to the world where athletic ability does not exempt you from bad acts. That you were the only victim in this shooting was nothing but dumb luck. Perhaps if you seemed sorry about that rather than the fact that you were caught, you’d have caught a break.
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The stories could have been written immediately after the Jets hired Rex Ryan. Instead, we had to wait until camp opened to read the inevitable comments from players about Ryan’s coaching style. His demeanor is a welcome change to the iron-fisted reign of Eric Mangini, who was a necessary shift from the easy going Herm Edwards who created a player-friendly atmosphere that was in sharp contrast to the tyrannical reign of his predecessor, Al Groh. The only thing any of them have in common is that, except for Ryan, all have failed. It has become a very sorry cycle broken just once, when Bill Parcells was brought in to bring them back from a two season stretch that netted just three wins.
Despite this very clear record of failure and success, Gang Green chose to ignore five available head coaches with Super Bowl victories on their resume during the offseason. While Bill Cowher, Mike Holmgren, Brian Billick, Jon Gruden and Mike Shanahan could have been approached about the opening, Gang Green turned once again to its tired policy of enlisting the services of the hottest young coordinator. Who knows? Maybe Ryan will, finally, be the guy. Unfortunately, recent history says he’s not.
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Even though it was disappointing that David Ortiz didn’t provide the usual bit of nonsense in trying to explain away his steroid use, there were still some yuks to be had. Thought it was funny that the New York papers chose to taunt the “Roid” Sox and question the validity of Boston’s two World Series titles while completely ignoring the fact that the “steroid apology” press conference has become an annual event for the hometown Yankees during spring training.
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Jerry Seinfeld made his fortune with a show that was, admittedly, about nothing. Apparently taking their cue from Jerry, George, Kramer and Elaine, the NFL and ESPN combine forces this weekend to bring us the annual cattle call known as the NFL Draft. Eight hours of coverage, five analysts, hundreds of video profiles, the biggest hairdo on television and an auditorium full of self proclaimed diehard fans booing and cheering players that most of them have never seen perform. In the spirit of The Emperor’s New Clothes, they respond to selections as if they were puppets of the network. If draft expert Mel Kiper says that their team should have taken another player they boo, even if they’ve never heard of either. Then, they wrap it all up with my favorite part; The Scorecard. Despite the fact that none of these players have ever pulled on an NFL jersey, the teams are graded on how successful they were during the whole process. Sort of like figuring out which cake is the best in the bakery by looking at the boxes.
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Even though the draft coverage is tediously long, it is informative enough to give those fans that don’t follow the college game an idea of the types of players coming to their teams. A far cry from the way the draft used to be run with fans lined up on the street outside a midtown hotel hoping to get one of the available seats. Many, like my buddies and me who cut class to be there, were turned away. And give Mel Kiper some of the credit he deserves. He took a hobby and turned it into a million dollar job. The only thing missing from the marathon coverage is a Kiper scorecard. He gets to stand on a soapbox all day and criticize GM’s and entire scouting departments without fear of his own miscues being revealed to the viewers. Every once in awhile give us a glimpse at how Mel’s past picks worked out.
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With the sixth selection, the Jets are said to be considering RB Darren McFadden from Arkansas. An electric playmaker to be sure but didn’t they just throw a boatload of money at RB Thomas Jones last year? Then, in the off-season, they managed to address weaknesses on both the offensive and defensive lines. How about giving Jones a chance to run behind these high priced linemen and using the pick to establish the best young secondary in the league? Last time I Iooked, the Jets were still in the same division as Tom Brady and Randy Moss. They unearthed a hidden gem three years ago when they drafted ball hawking safety Kerry Rhodes and made a great pick last year, moving up to grab cornerback Darrelle Revis who enjoyed a sensational rookie year. Wouldn’t another shutdown cornerback on the other side make the defensive line more effective and allow Holmes the freedom to play centerfield in the deep secondary? Mike Tannenbaum and Eric Mangini; you know where to reach me.
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Like father, like son? Now we find out that, according to Yankees’ co- owner, Hank Streinbrenner, he never signed off on Joba Chamberlain’s move to the bullpen. “I want him as a starter and so does everyone else, including him and that is what we are working toward and we need him there now,” Steinbrenner told the New York Times. “There is no question about it, you don’t have a guy with a 100-mile-per-hour fastball and keep him as a setup guy. You just don’t do that. You have to be an idiot to do that.” Funny how quickly Brian Cashman, who has been the General Manager through four World Series titles and thirteen straight post-season appearances, became an idiot. You’d think that after watching Phil Hughes and Ian Kennedy get knocked around early in the season Steinbrenner would understand the practicality of protecting young arms. I guess not. Do you think that Hank has already reminded Cashman that the GM was the one who staunchly opposed a trade for Johan Santana?
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Last Saturday, Mets vs. Phillies. Bottom of the 8th inning, Mets up 4-2 and facing a bases loaded jam with one out. FOX broadcaster, Tim McCarver, made what has become the unquestioned MLB logic, observing that the Mets’ Aaron Heilman would have to wriggle out of the sticky situation himself, as it was too early to go to closer Billy Wagner. Huh? How did it ever become logical to have anyone other than the best pitcher available handling a game’s most critical situation? A quick glance at the record books shows that from 1978 through 1984, Hall of Fame reliever, Goose Gossage, averaged over 100 IP per season and had at least 10 wins four times. Gossage was no stranger to multiple inning appearances and was often brought into tie games, something managers never do with their closers today. Mariano Rivera, regarded in many circles as the best reliever ever, has never had more than 80 IP or 7 wins since becoming the Yankee stopper. It seems that since Tony LaRussa had success with this system in Oakland twenty years ago, managers are more concerned with having their instincts challenged than the consequences of simply following the herd.
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Is there any single position in all of sports that is more important than a hot goalie in the NHL playoffs? Every year, no matter how the teams are seeded, upsets are the norm, generally because the weaker team’s goaltender goes on an insane streak where he stops everything sent his way. The Rangers, Avalanche and Stars have already knocked off higher seeds while three other series were going to a Game 7 as we went to press. Which begs the question; if one player can make such a difference in the way teams match up with each other, why does the regular season have to be so long? At any rate, while it hasn’t been quite as long between cups as the last two, Ranger fans are well aware that 1994 was a long time ago. Here’s hoping the Broadway Blues keep the Garden hopping well into May.
