It’s taken me several days to really sift through how I feel about Joe Torre and the Yankees parting ways last week. I think more than anything else I’m disappointed.
This wasn’t about money, it was about respect. Yes, Joe turned down a contract that would have still made him the highest paid manager in baseball. But to offer him a one year contract at a 20% paycut was just plain insulting. You offer deals like that to managers who have yet to prove themselves. Not guys who have done nothing but win. Torre was the epitome of class and dignity, the antithesis of everything George Steinbrenner represents to the game of baseball. Heck, even Red Sox fans tend to love the guy. To give him the finger as you close the door in his face was a classless move.
If you want to blame anyone for the Yankees “demise” – and let’s just remember they’re still a playoff team – I say it falls on Cashman. The words “young” and “talent” don’t seem to be a part of his vocabulary. It’s like he’s playing fantasy baseball with George’s billions. Only he thinks it’s still 2001 with the clunkers he picks up from the used car lot.
Next season the Yankees will play their farewell season at “The House That Ruth Built” before they move into “The House that George Built.” The mere thought that Joe Torre – one of the team’s all-time most successful managers – won’t be at the helm is deplorable. I’m considering a boycott.