So much acceptance The 6—1 score holds, and by the botto m of the ninth, Yankees fans are streaming out of the exits. Dina Rajski, ish and with the warm face of a favourite aunt, stands on the field-level concourse, gazing out over the now-empty diamond from the midst of a beer-soaked flood of humanity. She loves A-Rod, she says simply and sweetly—always has.
But Rajski means it. Asked if she realizes this is the opposite opinion that everyone else seems to hold of the guy, Rajski just smiles wearily and nods. This Yankees team needs him. And he started off the season with what may be the biggest clutch performance of his career, hitting.
Beyond acceptance, it seems, is apathy, that bored and surly teenager of feelings. I guess everybody is entitled to mistakes. But he seems to have made them over and over and over again. Musselman lives in New Orleans and always has, but when she was a kid, CBS owned the Yankees and the games were always on TV, so the Bronx is where her baseball allegiance landed.
She cares enough to hold season tickets, and she and her husband—both retired teachers—make it to a couple of dozen games a year. Like Paul Durante, Musselman speaks of A-Rod with no animosity, but instead a gentle sort of distaste that makes her assessment of his legacy all the more devastating. Above her, late afternoon sun gilds the Great Hall, the dramatic open-air corridor that hugs the perimeter of Yankee Stadium from first base to right field.
Jeter is already represented on a wall, and that he will one day end up on the Yankee Stadium version of a stained-glass window seems inevitable; that Rodriguez might have wished to be there too seems both obscene and tragic.
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Enter your email below and we'll send you another email. All rights reserved. Reset Password Email Sent. Create New Password. Clark let the ball drop, and the Yankees went on to win the game. During that same series, Rodriguez, who was married at the time, was spotted out on the town with a blonde stripper. That spawned the memorable New York Post headline, " Stray-Rod ," and prompted dozens of Red Sox fans to taunt him at Fenway by donning ridiculous blonde-haired masks.
In , Sports Illustrated reported that Rodriguez tested positive for steroids in Rodriguez later confessed to using steroids years earlier, but said that he had since been and would continue to be clean. Skip to header Skip to main content Skip to footer Feature. The fact that so many want him to fail—to see someone fall from grace—says something about contemporary society. Why not enjoy it and stop being so damn jealous? Enjoy our content?
Join our newsletter to get the latest in sports news delivered straight to your inbox! Your sports. Join Newsletter. Rodriguez was born in New York, New York. Although he eventually called Miami home, these New York roots were key in his career. Showing his talent at an early age, he was the first pick of the MLB draft at just 18 years old.
He could bomb the ball into the bleachers, play the field, and do the intangibles that made him a cut above the rest. To add to this, Rodriguez spent his first years learning alongside Ken Griffey Jr.
These times in Seattle helped Rodriguez grow. After spending most of his first two years in the minors, he broke out during the season, his first as a full-time member of the Mariners. Rodriguez hit 36 home runs, batted in runners, and showed why he was the first pick. By , however, his price was steep , and the Mariners had to let him walk.
Rodriguez eventually signed a year deal with the Texas Rangers worth a quarter of a billion dollars. It was the biggest contract in sports. While he only lasted three years in Texas, Rodriguez was on another level.
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