George Steinbrenner is such a great man that he brings a tear to many an eye. Especially to fans of the Red Sox, Mets or one of those "small-market" clubs like Houston or Philadelphia (the fourth- and fifth-most populated cities in America), who are always crying about the success of the Yankees, winners of six World Series titles since Ol' Stein assumed ownership 30 years ago. (No other franchise has won more than two in that time.)
After persuading Japan's best hitter and Cuba's best pitcher to sign with the Yankees, Steinbrenner was named Sporting News' Most Powerful Person in Sports, placing him ahead of every league commissioner, every athlete, every television executive and every former XFL cheerleader/current porn star. And if Columbians ever put down the nose candy long enough to learn how to pitch, we'd take their best, too.
I wasn't always a supporter of Steinbrenner. When he was suspended from baseball in the early '90s, I was at Yankee Stadium when a huge sign unfurled from the upper deck that read "Keep George Out!" Like the rest of the crowd, I cheered wildly. But when I saw Jesse Barfield strike out for the 196th straight time and watched Andy Stankiewicz tarnish the right side of the infield blessed with the presence of Don Mattingly, I knew we needed a spark from a man who would accept nothing less than first place, whether or not he hired and fired more people than a strip club owner. A man who would emerge from a fight in an elevator! during the 1981 World Series with a fat lip and a broken hand. A man whose mere being would elicit more laughs on Seinfeld than any female ever cast on that show.
That man was George M. Steinbrenner III. The M is short for "Motherfuckin'."
All hail King George.
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You know, Paul, we here in Kansas City hate George Motherfuckin' Steinbrenner more than we hate most things in this world. I used to think that it is a jealousy thing......now, perhaps it is an ego thing.
The Royals v. Yankees series' of the late 70's and early 80's were some of the most heated, dirty series' in all of baseball. You were there to knock the other guy down. At one time, we could compete with that. Now, we can no longer......but are too proud to admit it.
Growing up in the midwest and cheering for the Royals from day one, you are taught 3 things:
1. Hate George Steinbrenner.
2. Hate Billy Martin.
3. Hate the Yankees.
It was a right of passage.
Posted by Andy P at January 10, 2003 3:40 AMIn the day of large market v. small market, I am embarrassed to say that when you go to Kauffman Stadium for a Royals v Yankees game, you will see 3 times as many Derek Jeter jerseys as you will Mike Sweeney jerseys. It is a sad thing. I wish someone would send us a modern-day George Steinbrenner.