Previous to today, we had always labeled
Aaron Judge as the only "good" Yankee—an obviously talented kid who seems to have his head screwed on straight.
Well, fuggedaboutit! On Sunday morning, Judge exited Fenway Park—right past the Red Sox clubhouse—with
a boom box on his wheelie luggage blaring "New York, New York". Now, we have always loved
Frank Sinatra, but the vile misuse of that classic song at
The Concrete Bunker On 161st Street has always been galling. So, for Judge to defile our clearly superior ballpark with that Bronx anthem belies a less-than-mature guy. So, we hereby end our admiration for the Yankee right-fielder—he now joins the discredited ranks of past
Pinstriped Posers like
Reggie Jackson,
Billy Martin,
Paul O'Neil,
Lou Pinella and
Aaron (F.) Boone. "F" himself (the current Yankee manager) stated this about the outrage,
"It's a good song. And Aaron, he's one of our resident deejays, so he's got a pretty extensive playlist. We like to hear that song sometimes when we win a big game." Yeah, well
we "judge" him unworthy.
