The Jim Leyritz situation, as you all know, is a troubling one indeed. A woman is dead, a man’s life is forever altered, dozens of lives are ultimately ruined in the process, and thousands of fans are left scratching their heads. What’s next?
Yankee fans are experiencing a tremendous amount of hardships lately. This goes beyond Joba’s bugged out relief appearance or the lack of an A-Rod home run at a crucial point in time. This even goes beyond a recent string of sports success had by our always hated and now arrogant New England rivals.
Nope, this is a lot more than that.
Our infallible idols (see Andy Pettitte or Roger Clemens) are suddenly reduced to actual human beings. Events that we’ve cherished and memorable moments that we’ve replayed thousands of times in our heads, as we attempt to experience those euphoric feelings just one more time, are suddenly being called into question.
External factors like steroids and alcohol have quickly disfigured some of our favorite aspects of Yankee history. It’s hard to think about Mark Wohlers hanging a slider to Jim Leyritz without automatically drawing an implicit connection to Leyrtiz’s mugshot.
It’s simply not the same anymore.
I’d like to say that it’s just a snapshot in time. It’s not Leyritz we love, but it’s the action that he produced and the subsequent impact of that action that we will forever remember. To a certain extent, that’s true. However, you can’t really separate the two anymore. It was a Yankee moment, by Jim Leyritz, and therefore, they’ll always be connected.
So, like I said before, what’s next? Although we fail to draw an immediate connection, what’s next (I hope ESPN doesn’t sue me) is Hughes, Joba, Melky, Kennedy, Cano, and the list goes on. Just ask yourself why you like these kids without seeing them play all that much? Ultimately, it’s because you dream about heroics that have yet to come, whether it be this season or the next.
The old Yankee memories (heroes included) are fading fast, not because we want them to, but because they’ve outgrown their own mythical proportions (reality has set in).
Now, we’re waiting for new moments to be created by new faces and in new contexts. That’s what we want. We want to see Cano to hit a HR that ends a playoff against Boston (we’ve given up on A-Rod). We want to see Melky rob a pivotal HR during the WS. We want to see Ian Kennedy surpass expectations and pitch a gem that Phil Hughes and Joba Chamberlain could only dream of.
That’s how we deal with the dreadful kinks in the great chains of Yankee history. That why we like these young kids as they provide us with something new and tangible. They give us something to hope for, especially during these strange Yankee days. It’s genuinely real, and we know that it’s there, waiting for us.
So, go ahead and check Phil Hughes’ blog for the 3rd time today.
It really is okay to dream about the future.