I’ve never been good at waiting. Not for the phone to ring. Not for a package to arrive. And especially not for the Yankees to do something besides sign
Jose Pedro Feliciano. I’m tired of watching other teams make deals or be rumored to be making deals while our GM dresses as an elf for the holidays and rappels down a tall building. What I also have to admit is that I’m tired of waiting for Andy Pettitte to decide if he wants to come back and pitch for the Yankees. I love Andy. A lot. And I sincerely hope he’s on the 2011 team. But he’s been doing this dance with regularity and it’s gotten annoying. He’s had months to think about whether his family needs him at home, hasn’t he? Surely, his kids and his wife (and his aunts, uncles and cousins) have expressed their preference by now. And surely he can see how badly his teammates need him. So I get that he might be as torn as the jeans in the picture, but it’s time for a decision. Please, Andy. As the expression goes, “S—t or get off the pot.”
It’s pouring here in SoCal – I mean seriously raining – and it’s supposed to be this way for days and days.
But it’s not snow, so I won’t complain – much. Despite the flooding and the threat of mudslides, I ventured out to see “Black Swan.” The theater was packed so I guess people either have finished their Christmas shopping or really, really wanted to see the movie. Did I like it? Not as much as I’d hoped. Natalie Portman threw herself into the role of the ballerina on the verge of a breakdown and Mila Kunis, Barbara Hershey and Winona Ryder were all good too. I was just expecting more of a psychological thriller than an over-the-top horror movie. Has anyone else seen it? (Jeff, I know you gave it a thumbs up.) Here’s the trailer.
On the baseball front, I suppose I could go into the Yankees’ signing of reliever Pedro Feliciano but I don’t have a single thing to say about it. I want a starter. Cashman preached patience. It’s not my strong suit.