With just one day left in the calendar year of 2003, I've been spending some time thinking about how rewarding my first full year of writing Bronx Banter has been. It has become an unbridled passion, and yet for all the work I've put in to it, I've feel as if I've received just as much, if not more, in return. So bear with me as I acknowledge some of the people who have informed, entertained and shared their love of baseball with me in 2003.

First of course, are my contemporaries in the blogging universe. Every page that is linked to the right has been meaningful to me, but I am especially thankful for the relationships I have developed with Edward Cossette, Christian Ruzich, Jay Jaffe, Rich Lederer, Peter Schilling Jr, Tim Marchman, Jon Weisman, and Will Carroll. I also want to shout out some of the writers who have inspired me. They include: David Pinto, Lee Sinins, John Perricone, the Mighty Mike C, Aaron Gleeman, Steve Keane, Cliff Corcoran, Christopher DeRosa, John Bonnes, Travis Nelson, Repoz, Bryan Smith, Avkash Patel, Ben Jacobs, Peter White, Brian Gunn, Derek Zumsteg, Larry Manhken, "Twin Fan Dan," Seth Stohs and the fellas over at Elephants in Oakland. I'm sure I'm forgetting some names; if I am, please forgive me.

Naturally, there are some fantastic professional writers out there too. Guys like Gordon Edes, Steve Goldman, Rob Neyer, Joe Sheehan, Alan Schwarz, Tom Boswell, Pat Jordan, Roger Angell, Tom Verducci, Peter Gammons, Bruce Markusen, Bill Madden, Doug Pappas, Bob Hohler, Ken Rosenthal, John Harper, Howard Bryant, King Kaufman, Nate Silver, Buster Olney, Joel Sherman, Allen Barra, Jack Curry, Ryan Wilkens, Anthony McCarron, Jim Caple, and Tyler Kepner, just to name some of my favorites.

I don't know if the level of discourse in the other major sports can compare with what we have in baseball. Baseball Prospectus has certainly raised the level, that's for sure. And as far as resources go, Retrosheet, Baseball-Reference.com, and Baseball Primer's "Clutch Hits" have been essential, daily parts of my life.

Naturally, I can't forget the readers who keep coming back to check out Bronx Banter. Guys like Murray, Harley, Cliff, Rich, Steve, e Double, and my favorite Yankee couple in Boston (who shall remain nameless for their own protection). And they are just the tip of the iceberg.

Not only that, but I'd be remiss if I didn't take a moment to show my appreciation to the New York Yankees. To George, Joe Torre, Bernie Williams, Mariano Rivera, Mike Mussina, 'lil Sori, Jeter, Giambi and the boys. They gave us Yankee fans another wild, and rewarding season. Another trip to the Serious, after the thrilling, knock-down battle with the Red Sox in the ALCS, was almmost too good to be true. Sure, many Yankee fans expect to reach the Serious each year, and that's OK. We've been properly spoiled rotten. But I appreciate every time they make the playoffs. Everyone keeps waiting for them to fall off. Hell, I've been expecting it since the middle of the 1998 season, and yet, here they are, still winning and giving us plenty to cheer about.

They are a great team to follow as a fan, and an even better team to follow as a writer. And that's a comforting thought, because no matter what happens in 2004, you can bet your bottom dollar that the Bronx Bombers won't be dull.

For all of this, I am thankful. I've learned more about baseball in the past year than almost any year of my life. The beauty part is that I've been saying the same thing for the past seven or eight years. Here is looking forward to another great year in 2004.

I hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year's Eve.

THE DIRTY DOZEN

I was able to conduct twelve lenghty interviews this past year, and I can only hope to be able to do more of the same in 2004. In case anyone wants to go back and revisit some of them, here is a full list of the Bronx Banter Interviews:

Ken Burns Part One

Ken Burns Part Two
Buck O'Neil

Marvin Miller

Buster Olney

Rob Neyer Part One

Rob Neyer Part Two
Ethan Coen
Allen Barra

Michael Lewis

Jim Bouton

Jane Leavy

Pat Jordan

Tom Verducci

Rich Lederer makes a strong case for why Bert Blyleven should be elected to the Hall of Fame. As is his custom, Lederer examines statistical evidence. But he also adds:

By the way, I would like to bring to your attention, ladies and gentlemen, the little-known fact that you haven't honored any pitchers born since 1947 (Nolan Ryan), yet you have felt compelled to induct eight hitters (George Brett, Gary Carter, Eddie Murray, Kirby Puckett, Mike Schmidt, Ozzie Smith, Dave Winfield, and Robin Yount) born since then. Furthermore, every pitcher that has been elected since Mr. Blyleven became eligible six years ago, as well as the two immediately preceding his candidacy, has won 300 or more games. In fact, Rollie Fingers in 1992 was the last pitcher that was voted into the Hall of Fame without 300 wins and he, of course, was a reliever.

Based on the above, one can't help but think that winning 300 games has become the de facto standard for pitchers. As a point of clarification, had you held to that magical mark all along, there would only be 20 pitchers currently in the Hall of Fame with another one on his way (Clemens) and perhaps a second one on the horizon (Greg Maddux). A total of 22 starting pitchers would be comparable to only four or five position players. The fewest number of HOFers at any one position is 11 (3B). As such, holding starting pitchers to a minimum of 300 victories is overly strict and unfair. Focusing exclusively on wins is also a mistake as this stat is as much dependent on the pitcher's team as it is on the pitcher himself.

It'll be interesting to see whether the baseball writers agree or not.

Here is a passage from Roger Angell that I quoted last winter. It's worth putting up once a year, as they are words to live by:

There is a game of baseball that is not to be found in the schedules or the record books. It has no season, but it is best played in the winter, without the distraction of box scores and standings. This is the inner game, baseball in the mind, and there is no real fan who does not know it. It is a game of recollections, recapturings, and visions: Yet this is only the beginning, for baseball in the mind in not a mere yearning and returning. In time, this easy envisioning of restored players, winning hits, and famous rallies gives way to reconsiderations and reflections about the sport itself. By thinking about baseball like this, by playing it over and yet keeping it to ourselves, keeping it warm in a cold season, we begin to make discoveries. With luck, we may even penetrate some of its mysteries and learn once again how richly and variously the game can reward us.

Roger Angell, from "Baseball in the Mind"

As you all must know by now, Yankee owner George Steinbrenner fainted and collapsed at a memorial service for the football legend Otto Graham this past Saturday. It was a scary moment, but Steinbrenner was OK. Actually, he was more embarassed than anything. After a night of observation, Steinbrenner was released from a hospital in Sarasota Florida on Sunday. The news made the front page of both the Daily News and The Post on Sunday and served as a reminder of not only how fragile life is, but how big an impact Steinbrenner's eventual passing will have on the baseball world. Granted, this is all over a fainting spell; imagine the reaction if it was something grave. But let's face it, Steinbrenner is 73 years old, so questions about his physical health are going to hover over him for the rest of his days.

I don't mean to be morbid, but the biggest question the Yankees will face in the near future isn't how will they deal with life after Joe Torre but how they will deal with life after George. Because love him or hate him, as Selena Roberts opines today in The Times, The Boss is the straw that stirs the drink in the baseball world.

I've been wondering about Life After George for a good part of the 2003 season. I'm surprised that I haven't read more about it in the mainstream media. But if Steinbrenner's health starts to decline, I'm sure we won't hear the end of it. Meanwhile, George will likely be his old blustery self before long. With legal troubles at hand, he'll need all the energy he can muster.

Kenny Lofton and Tom "Flash" Gordon were introduced as the newest members of the Yankees yesterday. In a conference call with reporters, Lofton, who will compete with Bernie Williams for the centerfield job, started his career in New York off on the good foot:

"I'll play center...I'll DH, if that's what will help. I'll park cars if they ask me to."

..."At this point I don't know what's going to happen and what Bernie's going to say and what I'm going to say," Lofton said. "I think we have to hit that road when it comes."

Lofton has a reputation as a malcontent, but Yankee owner George Steinbrenner has reportedly adored his game for years. Bernie Williams is a soft-spoken star, a great Yankee, and has been a fixture in center for a decade. Joe Torre has a history of being loyal to the players who have helped him win championships. It should be interesting to see how the potentially volatile Williams-Lofton relationship pans out.

The 5:00 deadline came and went yesterday and Alex Rodriguez was still a Texas Ranger. Both teams released statements indicating that the proposed A Rod-for-Ramirez deal is indeed dead...for now. There is speculation that both teams could revisit the trade later this winter, or during spring training. According to Gordon Edes in The Boston Globe:

Even after the deadline had passed, a high-level executive in Major League Baseball had held out the possibility an agreement could be reached. "I think there's some hope," he said. "I don't know how much. Is it over for sure? I would not say that. Is there going to be a deal? I wouldn't say that, either. I honestly can't tell you what will happen, but there were a lot of things talked about between the teams [yesterday], and they need to sort those things out.

"Which way is it going to go? I don't know."

But a baseball lawyer with direct knowledge of the proceedings was more pessimistic, saying that whatever hope of getting a deal done was damaged perhaps beyond repair when Orza rejected a restructuring of Rodriguez's contract.

"I don't think this is going to happen," the lawyer said. "If I had to write why in one sentence, I'd say, `Everybody thought the other guy should have done more.' My sense of Tom Hicks right now is he can't be leaving his best player hanging out there. The only thing worse than everybody going back to their teams is having your best player out there."

Bob Ryan has a thoughtful piece today and suggests that the Red Sox will somehow survive without Rodriguez:

The simple truth is that the Red Sox already have had a fabulous offseason. Getting Curt Schilling, a veteran pitcher who knows what it's like to have scaled baseball's mountaintop, would have been a great enough move. Signing Keith Foulke, the best closer on the market, made it a spectacular winter. Signing Pokey Reese makes the team much better on defense. With Todd Walker, they would haved scored more runs. With Reese, they won't need as many runs. Nothing in the Great Book of Baseball says a team must score 950-1,000 runs in order to win a pennant or World Series. Preventing runs is still the preferred way to go, and the Red Sox have taken steps to prevent runs -- lots and lots of runs.

So Red Sox Nation doesn't get the Christmas present it was wishing for, and yet their team has improved since they fell to the Yankees in the ALCS--they even added defensive help in signing Pokey Reese yesterday. I know I'm repeating myself here, but I won't be completely convinced that Rodriguez is staying with the Rangers until, oh, the July 31rst trading deadline passes and he's still in Arlington. Call me superstitious (I am), but that's just my feeling.

There are several articles I've been meaning to link, so while I have a few moments during my lunch hour, I thought I'd share them with you:

1. Rich Lederer has two excellent pieces (one and two) evaluating Mickey Mantle's place in history. Top-notch stuff as usual from Mr. Lederer.

2. My label-mate Christain Ruzich conducted an informative interview with Dave Kavel, founder of the Golden Baseball League, an independent minor league that will bring A-level ball to California.

3. A former Yankee clubhouse attendant who sued the Bronx Bombers in 1998, accusing specific members of the team (Mariano Rivera, Bob Wickman and Jeff Nelson) of participating in anti-gay discrimination, saw his case dismissed by the New York State Court of Appeals. In even more bizarre Yankee-related news, Darryl Strawberry is lending emotional support to the King of Pop, Michael Jackson. Who else will Michael turn to? I hear Rick James is available.

4. Finally, from the heavy-hitters: Rob Neyer evaluates how the A's pitching staff will be effected by the signing of Mark Redman; Tom Boswell writes about why this Holiday season has been for the Birds in Baltimore; Jerome Holtzman considers the past and present of the "saves" statistic he created; Andrew Zimbalist weighs in on the mess in Milwaukee; and Tom Verducci offers up his Hall of Fame ballot. (Thanks to Baseball Primer's "Clutch Hits" for help with the links.)

Will Alex Rodriguez be a member of the Boston Red Sox by 5:00 this afternoon? Too, will the latest deadline in fact be the final cut-off for this trade? These are the $64,000 questions. According to reports in The Times, Globe, The Dallas Morning News, The Boston Herald, The Daily News, Fort Worth Star-Telegram, and ESPN the deal is dead. Then again, it's also likely to happen. Sources are divided. So, what do you think? Personally, I think it will happen. Even if it doesn't happen by 5:00 today. But I'm curious to know what you all think. Let me know, and I'll be back later in the afternoon with an update should anything occur.

Boston Globe veteran Bud Collins contributed an article on Saturday featuring Marvin Miller's take on the A Rod ordeal:

"This should never have gotten started the way it did because the commissioner broke one of the oldest rules by permitting the Red Sox to talk to Rodriguez. That's tampering. That was a baseball rule installed by the owners long before the union existed. Selig had no authority to allow that exception. On the other side, the union was slow to pick up on it. That surprised me. There should have been no talks between the Red Sox and a player under contract. Period.

..."The pity is that the union didn't step up immediately and object to Selig's approval of what amounted to tampering by the Red Sox with Rodriguez. Rodriguez had no idea, but his quotes I've seen [yesterday] tell me he's honorable and thoughtful. He said he does `understand the principle,' and respects `the need to protect the rights of his fellow players.' "

Thanks to loyal Banterite Murray for the link.

The Yankees non-tendered outfielders Karim Garcia and Dave Delluci, while Gabe White accepted arbitration. The Yankees roster is just about complete. The only position they need to fill is a back-up for Jason Giambi at first base.

After a weekend of stalled negotiations, Tom Hicks, the owner of the Texas Rangers, has set another deadline in the potential Alex Rodriguez-for-Manny Ramirez blockbuster trade. The latest in a string of deadlines is 5 p.m. tomorrow. But even if the deal doesn't get done by then, how do we know that this will be the last deadline we see? The Boston Globe reports:

And so, the next deadline beckons. Will the Sox attempt to re-sign Garciaparra to an extension if the A-Rod deal is indeed DOA? They haven't contacted his agent, Arn Tellem, about doing so in recent days, according to an industry source. Maybe they're waiting for the newest deadline to pass.

"If the [A-Rod] deal gets done, then we'll know it's over," one industry source said yesterday. "But if it doesn't get done, how will we know it's done? This has been going on nonstop for a month. A whole industry has developed around this. How will we know that it's really over?"

Peter Gammons reports how the talks screeched to a halt over the weekend:

According to sources, Rodriguez's passion for this trade has diminished, both because of his relationship with Hicks and his encounters with Red Sox CEO Larry Lucchino.

Rodriguez was reportedly incensed when a Lucchino statement Wednesday not only made reference to Alex and his wife -- neither of whom Lucchino has ever met -- but also tried to drive a stake between A-Rod and the union, portraying Rodriguez as some union-buster who cared little for his fellow players.

"What happens from here on out will depend on whether John Henry steps forward, and undoes some of the damage rendered by his employee Lucchino," said one source.

Gammons writes that there is plenty of blame to go around, but is especially critical of Gene Orza and Larry Lucchino:

Rodriguez and Theo Epstein did reach an agreement under which A-Rod would restructure his contract by $28 million. But Gene Orza, still fighting the "30-Year War," nixed it. Then when Larry Lucchino, another cold-war warrior, blasted Orza and made a statement that separated Rodriguez from his fellow players, it blew up any immediate compromise or the hope that someone rational like Michael Weiner and Rob Manfred could be brought into the equation. It should be said that for one man, Orza, to anoint himself with the god-like authority to establish arbitrary valuations of benefits agreed upon by a player and general manager reeks of the height of arrogance. But when Lucchino played his Khrushchev routine there was no chance at an immediate compromise.

Complicating things was Hicks' hopeless leaking of information in Texas, which clearly disgusted Henry, who does his business where it should be done -- in private.

As expected, Mike Lupica jumps all over the union too, but Tim Marchman of The New York Sun wrote last Friday that Orza and the MLBPA did the right---if unpopular---thing:

If the deal is good for Rodriguez, why wouldn't the union approve it? Because it's not in the interests of players generally. It would set an ugly precedent, and this is probably the union's primary concern. Any player trying to force a trade---which is quite common, as Curt Schilling or Roger Clemens could tell you---would be told by the team he wanted to join that he they'd need to renegotiate in order to get the deal done. Also, it would depress the player salary scale significantly. Free agent negotiations and salary arbitrations now use Rodriguez's contract as a comparison point. Lower it, and you lower the potential income of every union member. The MLBPA would be criminally negligent if it didn't object. If indeed they are willing to approve a $15 million giveback, as ESPN reported, they're going far out of their way to get this deal done.

Gary Huckabay of Baseball Prospectus doesn't understand how Texas would benefit from the trade, and defends the union as well:

It's going to be interesting to see how things actually shake down. This has the potential of being the biggest trade of my lifetime, and it's both good and bad that money and intrigue have become such a big part of it. I do know two things: 1) from a tactical perspective, I think the OCB played this much better than I expected, and 2) Gene Orza isn't paid enough.

If this trade doesn't eventually go down, it could be Rodriguez's loyalty to the union that ultimately killed the deal. A Rod didn't allow Larry Lucchino to seduce him into a scenerio where he'd essentially be setting himself apart from the MLBPA. Marchman concludes:

Moreover, [Rodriguez] has made it clear that he will not waive his no-trade clause to allow the deal to go through unless the terms are approved by the union. IF the trade does not go through, Commissioner Selig cannot bring the issue to an arbitrator, as he has reportedly considered doing, and the union will not be exposed to a potentially dmaging decision. In word and action, Rodriguez has shown an awareness of the history of the game---which could be written as a series of attempts by rich men to steal money rightly belonging to the athletes who generate it---that modern ballplayers are so often criticized for lacking.

Rodriguez should be commended for this awareness, the MLBPA should be commended for protecting the right of its members, the Red Sox should be commmended for trying to improve their team, and Commissioner Selig should be commended for trying to get Rodriguez to a city that will appreciate him.

How often can you say all that?

True enough. Although things are looking dark, I won't believe that the deal is dead until A Rod is suited up in a Rangers uniform on Opening Day, or the Sox sign Garciaparra to an extension. Perhaps I'm being overly reverential of the Red Sox front office, but I wouldn't count out a last-minute suprise from Saint Nick. Regardless, even if the trade doesn't occur, the Red Sox have an improved, and mighty impressive team going into 2004 writes Ben Jacobs. I find it hard to disagree with him.

The distinguished movie-maker Robert Altman once said that you can write a movie just by walking down the street in New York City. By catching a phrase or a sentence from each passing couple, you can invent an entire story around them. You just need to have a good ear, and an even better imagination. With that in mind, head over to Will Carroll's blog and check out what he overheard at the winter meetings last weekend. When you are done, continue on to Jay Jaffe's most impressive--not to mention thorough--write-up on his time in New Orleans. You won't be sorry.

Not to be completey overshadowed by the Yankees and Red Sox, the Baltimore Orioles introduced Miguel Tejada at a press conference yesterday. Tejada's first assist for the Orioles will be trying to recruit fellow Dominican Vladimir Guerrero, a demure country boy, to play with him in Baltimore:

"I've only had a couple of days here, and I can already see how the people here are," Tejada said. "I'm going to tell him this is a great city, and if you have to make a decision, it's the right decision for you to come to Baltimore."

It might not be all that difficult. Oh yeah, it helps that Tejada's agents also happen to represent Guerrero.

The Yankees traded left-handed relief pitcher Chris Hammond--he of the Bugs Bunny slow pitch--to the Oakland A's yesterday for two minor leaguers. Hammonds didn't love pitching in New York, but the move is reportedly motivated by the fact that the Yanks want to re-sign Gabe White, another left-handed reliever. (Incidentally, the A's also signed southpaw Arthur Rhodes to be their closer.)

Meanwhile, Javier Vasquez spoke with the New York press for the first time as a Yankee via conference call yesterday. His agents and the Bombers are still working on completing a lengthy contract extension. And just to prove that there is never a dull moment in the Yankee-Red Sox season, Karim Garcia and Jeff Nelson were officially charged with assault and battery for their parts in the Game Three bullpen brawl during the ALCS between Boston and New York.

The 5:00 deadline came and went yesterday and Alex Rodriguez was still a member of the Texas Rangers. While the Red Sox proclaimed that the "deal is dead," Texas GM John Hart, and Rodriguez's agent Scott Boras said that just isn't the case. I still believe the trade will get done, oh, just in time for Christmas (hey, timing is everything, right?). For the latest on the story that just won't quit, check out the professionals: Bob Ryan, Joe Sheehan, Harvey Araton, John Donovan, Buster Olney, David Pinto, Jack Curry, and Tom Boswell.

After I received e-mails from both David Pinto and Edward Cossette this morning urging me to join the Dirt Dogs' protest outside of the Player's Union this afternoon, I thought the least I could do was check it out during my lunch hour (the Union offices are just blocks away from where I work). According to the Boston Dirt Dogs website, an informal protest was scheduled to start today at noon. When I got there at a quarter past twelve there were about a dozen Red Sox fans milling around, chatting, trying to keep warm. A couple of reporters from the local papers were asking questions. It was a tepid demonstration for starters, and not yet a full-on protest. There was no sign of the Dirt Dogs, but I assume that's because they hadn't made it down from Boston yet. I'm sure once they eventually arrive things will get more festive. Who knows, maybe Bill Lee will fly in and offer his two-and-a-half-cents worth.

Incidentally, the Sox fans I spoke with were all nice, rational guys. The prevailing sentiment was that the A Rod deal should and will get done, if not today, then sometime soon. David Pinto has a link to Mike C's take on how Bud Selig's done all he can to help the Red Sox. Pinto concludes:

I think it's pretty clear what's going on. In return for letting Henry buy the Red Sox when there was likely a higher bidder, by letting the Red Sox acquire whomever they want, Bud gets a large market team to support his small market socialism. It's Bud buying power.

Doug Pappas details the language in the Collective Bargaining Agreement with regards to this case, and Jim Caple writes about the nature of Rodriguez's character, as he publicly politics for Nomar Garciaparra's job.

On the day that Gary Sheffield was introduced as the new Yankee right fielder, the Alex Rodriguez-for-Manny Ramirez blockbuster temporarily came to a halt when the Player's Union blocked the deal. According to Gordon Edes in The Boston Globe:

Faced with the possibility that the Alex Rodriguez trade will not take place because the Major League Players Association rejected the restructuring of Rodriguez's landmark contract by the Red Sox, Major League Baseball's top labor lawyer said last night that commissioner Bud Selig may legally challenge the union's right to do so.
If Selig approves the reworking of the contract of sports' highest-paid player over the objections expressed by union lawyer Gene Orza, the matter could wind up before an independent arbitrator, a legal process that could take weeks and cause chaos for the teams and players involved

Still, as Bill Madden reports in The Daily News, the long-anticipated trade is likely to be completed by today's 5 p.m. deadline:

A baseball person with knowledge of the internal workings of the deal predicted the teams will get it done, if only because they have to. "I can't believe the Red Sox, after all the tumult they've caused in Boston with Nomar, plus all of A-Rod's publicly campaigning for Nomar's job, aren't going to go through with this thing. There's been just too much damage done to go back now."

Jack Curry concurs in The Times:

An executive from one of the teams said that the development, though disappointing because it created another obstacle, would not kill discussions and that the trade was still possible. "I think there's too much wanting to get this done on both sides for it to die," he said. But before the Red Sox or the Rangers do anything, they will probably wait to see what Selig does. An official from the commissioner's office described Selig as being incensed at the union and said he was investigating his legal options. If Selig approves the trade, the union will most likely file a grievance and the issue will be settled by an arbitrator.

Meanwhile, in the Bronx, Joe Torre joined Brian Cashman in welcoming Gary Sheffield to the big city. Torre was asked if he was concerned over the prospect of dealing with high-profile malcontents like Sheffield, Brown and Lofton. His response was typical:

"My job is going to be tough enough, not because of the new acquisitions of guys who are supposedly tough to handle," Torre said. "When you go in and you have new people, you see what you have. Will my job be tougher? You never know that. I certainly don't think it's fair to the players that we're getting to all of a sudden put a wary eye out."

Joel Sherman spoke with Jim Leyland, who managed Kevin Brown and Sheffield on the star-studded Marlins championship team in 1997:

"Those two guys are professionals," Leyland said by phone from his Pittsburgh home. "I don't give a [bleep] what anyone else says. And they are going to have the perfect manager for them in Joe Torre because his strength is communication and all those guys want to do is win."

..."I love Gary Sheffield. I heard the gossip about him, but I am telling you he is ready to play and one of the best clubhouse guys I've ever had. Joe Torre and Gary Sheffield will be a great marriage."

The Yankees are stacked, there is no doubt about it. Then again, as Tom Verducci reports, so is Boston. All eyes are now on the Red Sox and Texas, the Union and Bug Selig, as they attempt to get this deal done by this evening. I would be surprised if it didn't happen.

If anyone is still looking for the ideal gift that any baseball fan would treasure, I urge you to consider ordering a copy of Lee Sinins' Sabermetric Baseball Encyclopedia. Sinins' cd rom allows you to create your own leader lists, as well as the ability to compare a player or a team to the league average. It is an indispensable tool for any serious fan, and a perfect stocking stuffer for the holidays.

A few years ago, Nigella Lawson, the voluptuous British cook, came to the U.S. First it was her book, and then her cooking show. Although the half- hour program was shot through soft filters in her own kitchen, making it unlike most cooking shows--it looked like something out of "9 1/2 Weeks"-- Lawson had a casual and spontanious approach to cooking that was almost as appealing as simply looking at her. I only caught one episode, which concluded with Lawson deep frying candy bars--all the rage a few years back--and inviting some friends over for a feast. Upon tasting one of these treats, a guest proclaimed, "It's like Christmas and my birthday all rolled into one."

Well, that's exactly how I expect Red Sox fans will react if Nomar Garciappara gets traded to the White Sox for Magglio Ordonez. Newsday is reporting that the deal will take place after the Rodriguez-for-Ramirez deal is completed later this week (the A Rod business could happen as early as today). If Ordonez does in fact get traded to Boston, the Sox will not suffer any serious decline in production with the loss of Ramirez. They will also continue to become a more likable squad, and I'll be beside myself with envy as Ordonez has been one of my favorite players in the league for the last four years. Shortly, I won't be able to root for Magglio or A Rod any longer; in fact, I'll be forced to actively root against them.

Poor little Yankee fan am I.

Ben Jacobs has an excellent look at how the American League is shaping up for 2004 (and it's not even Christmas yet). Last Friday, on the eve of the winter meetings, Jacobs—a Red Sox loyalist—made some fine points about the New York Yankees:

This isn't a team that most Yankees fans are going to get all warm and fuzzy about right away. Also, for the first time in a long time, most Yankees fans don't seem to be confident about the team. In the past, even when the Yankees struggled, their fans wouldn't worry because they could tell themselves things like, "We're the Yankees, we've got players who know how to win and they'll put it together."

I'm not saying that helps the team or hurts it, but if this Yankees team starts off slowly, they are not going to get a break from the fans or the media. And while I don't believe in chemistry or anything like that, things can snowball if an entire city gets down on a team and there are a whole bunch of new players who don't mesh really well.

I definitely think the Yankees are still the team to beat in the American League, but they are more vulnerable than they have been in the past. The team is very old and there are (or will be before too much longer) a lot of players who have never played in New York before. Also, the team doesn't seem to have the full support of the city behind it yet. Finally, it certainly seems like George Steinbrenner is running the show, and he hasn't always made the best decisions in the past.

...Within the next five years, the Yankees will either collapse or have a payroll in the $300-million range...

The Boss George of old was back last year and there is every reason to believe that he'll be more of a force in 2004. (If the Yankees start out 5-15, how long do you think Joe Torre will last?) I think Jacobs is right on when he suggests that this Yankee team doesn't have the universal support of Yankee fans. He's also correct when he states that the media coverage in New York will be inflammatory and shrill. It isn't enough that the Yankees have been great, but the '96-'01 teams were famous for their collective 'character,' and 'integrity.' They were the connoisseur's team, like the old Knicks were in the early 1970s.

But for veteran Yankee fans, we've been here before. We've seen Rome fall, only to have it rise again. Let's not forget what a motley crew of s.o.b.'s the 1977-'78 champs were. I'm reminded of what Roger Angell once wrote about Steinbrenner in his Bronx Zoo heyday. The Boss, Angell wrote:

Didn't really want to let his ballplayers play the games. He didn't want to put them out on the field and wait and see what happens, which is what you have to do in the end. He wanted to impose his will and in doing that he got between us and the players. I always had the feeling at Yankee Stadium when he was there that he was standing up in front of me and I was looking at George Steinbrenner and I wanted to see the Yankees, instead.

Since 1996, Joe Torre has helped shield us from George, the raging bull of bombast. So, of course, have players like Jeter, and Bernie Williams and Mariano Rivera. But next year, we might be screaming like Uecker, "Down in Front!" Lofton will throw tantrums, Wells will sulk, and Sheffield will pop off on a regular basis (perhaps even Ruben Ruben Sierra will revert to his old ways). Yankee fans will role their eyes, frustrated that these guys aren't more like the stand up Yankees: Tino and Paulie O and David Cone. (After all, it's one thing to stomach rooting for a team with the highest payroll in the game, and another thing to actually dislike that team.) At the same time, Yankee-haters everywhere will rejoice and delight in the turmoil and mishegoss as it envelops the team. But then again, the Yanks might go ahead and foil everybody, win 105 games, and go to another World Serious. (Lofton and Sheffield may even don black eye patches like the true pirates they are.) What then?

Sunday was a memorable day around the country as the fallen Iraqi President, Saddam Hussien was captured by American troops. But if the news barely penetrated the insulated world of the baseball winter meetings--at least as I experienced it--it did provide a framework to encapsulate the day in our memories for a long time. Everything seemed heightened, lifted.

Jay Jaffe and I got a late start, and after a thoroughly mediocre brunch in the French Quarter, we arrived at the Marriott and found the Baseball Prospectus guys. At first they busted my chops in good humor for making like a ghost on Saturday. I spent most of that first day milling around on my own, but it certainly wasn't done at the expense of the Prospectus guys; I simply wanted to get the chance to meet as many people as I could dolo.

Jay and I joined Ryan Wilkens and Chaim Bloom of Prospectus around a table in the center area of the hotel lobby. Joe Sheehan and Will Carroll buzzed in and out as they worked the room. Nate Silver, also of Prospectus, eventually joined us, as did Tim Marchman of The New York Sun, and Jeff Silver, erstwhile front office analyst for the Reds (Tim, Jeff and Joe are all New York natives). After spending the first full day at the meetings scrambling to meet newspaper men, engaging in brief, often distracted conversation, I spent the better part of Sunday afternoon in the company of these guys, and had a terrific time.

The reason it was so rewarding was because we just sat around and talked baseball all day. Just what the doctor ordered, thank you very much. And let me tell you something, if I felt lifted it was because of the quality of the conversation. The common bond the guys I mentioned above all share is that they are all stunningly bright, and shamlessly enthusiastic about the game, its history, and its future. You could even say that they are part of the future. I would not be surprised to see Bloom, Wilkens or either of the Silvers--not to mention Joe and Will---working inside the game in five years time.

Tim, Jay and I spent several hours wanding around the French Quarter, and we were joined by Jeff for a bite to eat at the Acme clam house. By the end of the night, I was losing my voice. It was like having been at an all-day concert. I was exhausted but exhilerated as well.

By the time we left on Monday afternoon, several more deals went down of course. We were all together on Sunday afternoon when Bloom informed us that Tejada was going to the Birds. We first heard it as six years, $65 million; while we were at dinner, whenever there was a lull in the conversation, someone would blurt out, "Six, sixty-five." (We later discovered it was actually six years for $72 million.) And when we returned to the hotel, the latest was that the Orioles were working on signing Vlad Guerrero and either Pudge Rodriguez or Javier Lopez. Hey now. As Theo Epstein mentioned later on, you can label the east the "AL Beast" once again.

While the A Rod deal to Boston was not done over the weekend, most of the guys that I spoke with anticipate that it's not a matter of if it will happen, but when. Don't fret Red Sox Nation, you will be enjoying the holiday season plenty.

In all, the weekend was a success. One of my brother's oldest friends lives in New Orleans, and I got a chance to hang out with her on Saturday. She showed me around the town and gave me insights into the city that I would not have gotten otherwise. And though I felt ready to leave after Saturday night, the time I spent in the company of the Prospectus guys as well as Jeff Silver, Tim Marchman and Jay Jaffe on Sunday was the highlight of the trip.

Oh, and to show what a mensch Jay is, our connection flight from Atlanta back to New York was delayed five hours (10:00) and Jay offered to let me take the final seat on a stand-by flight on at 6:00 (I had to be up early this morning for work, and Jay didn't). We thought we would both make it on, but there was only one seat left. I walked into my apartment in the Bronx twenty minutes before Jay's flight left Atlanta. I can't tell you how much I appreciated the gesture. It was the icing on the gravy, and capped a great adventure. I'm glad I was able to share it with Jay, and I feel fortunate to have met and rapped with so many interesting and warmly disposed professional baseball men.

Fear and Loathing in New Orleans

After two days at the winter meetings, I can safely say that this is one of the oddest experiences I've ever had. Jay Jaffe and I arrived late Friday night at our hotel—were the Baseball Prospectus gang is staying—roughly a ten minute walk away from the where all the action is going down at the Marriott. Earlier in the week I had e-mailed Tom Verducci about wanting to meet up with him at some point and he simply replied that I'd find him in the lobby of the Marriott. Boy, he wasn't kidding. The lobby of the Marriott is the place to be.

Smack dab in the middle of the hotel lobby is a squared-off bar area that is raised up off the floor by a couple of feet, carpeted and outfitted with tables. The room is populated with up to several hundred men—agents, scouts, front office assistants, kids looking for jobs, and of course, the members of the media. Essentially, it is a big cocktail party. Groups of guys cluster together and chat. It's the kind of scene where you see a guy pull another guy aside and say, "Step into my office." The rest of the men stand around nervously, as if they were limo drivers at the airport waiting to pick someone up.

It is an inherently tense and uncomfortable atmosphere. The mood isn't dour, it's just forced. After all, this isn't a social gathering, this is business. The teams are in the business of signing players and making trades; the agents are in the business of selling their clients, and the media's business is to be up in everybody's business. As a result, everyone is checking everybody else out. This is amusing. When I first walked in, I was getting the once over too. Some guys shot me suspicious, dark looks, as if to say, "Now who the hell is this?" Others looked at me more openly, with curiosity, as if to say, "Who the hell is that?"

The attention doesn't last long, but it is steady. Once one guy determines you are nobody that interests them, another guy is staring at you. And this isn't just me, of course. This is what the entire room is doing to everyone. It is a very strange feeling, watching a room full of guys checking each other out, eyes darting from face to face. The overall effect has the awkwardness of a seventh-grade dance, except there aren't any girls.

If anything, the "girls" or objects of desire in this case, are other, more famous men. Not that there is anything inherently sexual going on, but essentially, you stand around in clusters hawking other guys. Oh, look, there is Peter Gammons, there is Dusty Baker, and Felipe Alou. Do I dare go up and talk to them, or do I just sit here with my back-against-the-wall and gawk at them?

Some of the men are clearly built to thrive in the schmoozy atmosphere, while others look hopelessly stiff, concerned and ill-at-ease. There is a whole range of faces and personality types, but as a whole, it all adds up to way too much testosterone in one confined place. ("A lady, a lady, my kingdom for a female." Actually, that's not entirely true. There are some women in the lobby, but few with anything to do with the meetings. The vibe isn't anti-female, they just don't have anything to do with the business at hand.) There are plenty of hard, old baseball faces, former ballplayers who are now scouts, guys from the front office, veteran sportswriters. Many of them have red necks and pink faces which suggest they haven't seen much snow recently.

As a contrast, there are many boyish guys, who look quite young, walking around as if they were a five-year old at a fair who lost their mother. In general, the men are dressed casually. Some prefer sneakers and a short-sleeve shirt, while others wear suits and loafers. The older guys wear sweaters. I suspect that the agents are the guys in the loafers, reeking of cologne (hello Drakar Noir, boys). There are good-looking, classically handsome dudes, along with over-weight guys, and your classic, homely zhlubs. Most everybody has a drink in their hand. (Jack McKeon was outside working on his cigar much of the time, shaking more hands than a Presidential candidate.)

What is everybody doing? Milling around mostly. Many reporters simply do laps around the bar, looking for their next lead, for new information. The beat reporters are especially active as they have stories to file for the following day. Agents and their assistants are on their cell phones arranging meetings.

The teams all set up shop upstairs in suites. It's like their own individual war rooms. They pour over data, scheme, and carry out their plan of attack. The general managers mostly remain upstairs, preferring to send out assistants to comb the lobby to see what is shaking down. Even if nothing is officially happening, the buzz is constant. Guys say, "Well, if this team makes this move and this guy signs with that team, then we are going to make this move and sign this player."

After spending a few hours in at the hotel on Friday night, the mystique that these proceedings held in my imagination before we arrived quickly wore off. It was a humanizing experience. Yes, this is the heart of baseball business, and look, these guys are human just like the rest of us. They aren't so removed. They seem so, well, regular. Hey, there is Scott Boras talking to a reporter, oh, there is Jeff Brantley, and Jayson Stark. Here comes J.P. Riccardi—a slick, and dashing figure—and whoa, here comes Dusty Baker and Lou Pinella. There is Lee Mazzilli. How about Tony Perez and Omar Minaya?

These men are regular in the sense that these guys don't glow, or have a spotlight following them around the room (although the more recognizable figures like Baker, and the ESPN television guys were steadily approached by casual fans who happened to spot them.) Still, it is a surreal situation to be in as an outsider. I worked in and around the movie business for over a decade, so being around famous people is nothing new for me. But even though I've been in close proximity to some of the biggest actors in Hollywood, and have had conversations and even relationships with others, I've never been in a single room where there was a who's-who of celebrities.

The capper is that this is a big weekend for high school football here in New Orleans. People are here from all over the south for a series of games (or maybe it's one big game). So sharing the lobby with baseball's best and brightest, are scores of families from the midwest, usually hurrying about the place with bags of McDonalds or KFC. There are schools of cheerleading teams parading back-and-forth in short skirts, arched backs and perky breasts. Add the hotel staff to the mix—cleaning women, doormen, bellhops, bartenders—and you have a room full of people who are all seemingly unaware of the other's existence, all happily self-contained and self-absorbed. Where is Hunter Thompson and a suitcase of pharmaceuticals when you need him?

II

So what have I learned, and who have I met? And more pointedly: What in the hell am I doing here? I am here to meet some of the guys I interviewed during the course of the past year, as well as to introduce myself to other members of the press whose work I respect and enjoy. At the very least, I knew coming into town that I would be able to meet the Baseball Prospectus gang, which I have, and that has been great. I did get to see Tom Verducci, who is a tall and athletic guy, with youthful good looks that will probably never dessert him. He chatted with me for a while on Saturday afternoon, and he's as affable in person as he was over the phone. I saw Buster Olney briefly too and quickly introduced myself to Peter Gammons (Will Carroll introduced me to Jayson Stark). Several members of the New York press have been especially gracious: Joel Sherman, Mark Hale, Jack Curry and Mark Feinsand.

On Saturday afternoon, I spotted Howard Bryant of The Boston Herald. After I introduced myself, he said something to the effect of, "Oh yeah, I've been by your site. You were pretty tough on my book." Gulp. Indeed I had been. Talk about being put on the spot. But that didn't stop us from having an interesting conversation about the book's subject—racism in the Boston sports world. Bryant is an engaging, bright guy, and I enjoyed getting a chance to rap with him for a minute. We talked about the stigma of being black and playing in Boston, and it wasn't until later in the afternoon that I wondered to myself if Howard is in fact the only black reporter on the Red Sox beat.

There was a lesson in our encounter for me as well. If you write something and put it out there, you have to be accountable for it. When he brought up that I had been critical of his book, I didn't exactly recall what I had written about "Shut Out"—I remember thinking that book was in need of a better editor than it had, because the subject was fascinating—but I'm glad that he didn't seem to take my criticism personally, and that I didn't let it trip me up enough to feel humiliated or uncomfortable.

I'm pleased that I've been able to make connections with some of these guys, so in essence, my mission has been accomplished. But it is not an especially easy or relaxed experience. Not that it is supposed to be. After all, the lobby of the Marriott is about nothing if not competition. Since when is that supposed to be a day at the beach?

But it is awkward scoping out somebody that you would like to meet, and then waiting for them to break away from their present conversation to jump into their face, shake their hands, introduce yourself and stick a business card in their palm. It's like that Looney Tunes cartoon where Bugs goes to the dog races and falls in love with the mechanical rabbit who zips around the track. After whooshing by him once, the next time around Bugs spits out his spiel to her as fast as his gums can flap before she zips away again.

That's how I feel approaching some of these guys. Look, there are breaking away, time to pounce. Quickly, give them your whole pitch in less than 30 seconds, because suddenly there are five other people who want to shake their hands and get a piece of them. It is rewarding to get the opportunity to meet some of these guys. But it is exhausting and socially painful at the same time too.

III

What exactly has happened? Well, I'm sure if you are reading the papers on the Internet, you know just as much as I do. Keith Foulke went to the Red Sox, and Mike Cameron went to the Mets, leaving Billy Beane and the A's assed-out, without much of an offense left in Oakland. The A Rod deal is dead...for now. Some guys said it was dead, dead, while others said, "Nah, it's dead for the time being, maybe for the duration of the meetings, but it could always be revived." J.D. Drew was moved to Atlanta and Juan Encarnacion went to the Dodgers. By the end of the day on Saturday, the Kevin Brown deal went through.

And what about the Yankees? Well, for starters, nobody from the Yankees is even here in town (with the exception of two of their trainers). Why? Apparently, it is one of the ways George punishes his staff. By not letting them go to the expo. The Yankees have reached a two-year deal with Kenny Lofton, and to a man, everybody I've spoken with thinks it is an awful move, and one that is coming directly from The Boss.

I spent most of the day troubled over the news. Steinbrenner never loved Andy Pettitte, and he apparently doesn't have much respect for the senior-ranking member of the Yankees—Bernie Williams—either. Even though he's several years older, can you imagine something like this ever happening to Derek Jeter? Williams isn't only "losing" his job to another center fielder, he's losing to an older guy, who is worse than Bernie. Williams is a far superior offensive player, and if he's a weaker defender, it isn't by much. To make matters worse, Lofton's reputation is not a nice one. He's supposed to be a selfish jerk. What kind of respect is this?

"What about when the Yankees face lefties," I asked one writer. "What makes you think George has thought that far ahead? You know how he is, he loves the big names."

From what I've been able to gather, Steinbrenner is worse than he's ever been. He may not carry on in the papers like he did twenty years ago, but down to the secretaries, he's crazier and more boorish than he's ever been. The fact that senility is creeping in has not helped, but made him more irrational. So if the 2004 Yankees are not quite as bad off as they were in the eighties, the signs say they are headed in that direction; history does seem to be repeating itself. There is a general belief that Torre will not make it through the season. I know there was a lot of talk last year that Torre would get canned, and now that is even more likely to happen.

The Sheffield deal will get done essentially because Sheffield doesn't have any other options. No other team is going to offer him the kind of money that Yankees will. Plus, he and George and a match made in heaven. Steinbrenner is letting him sweat a bit, but according to the guys I've spoken with, the deal will get done. The Yankees will wait until after the Rule 5 draft on Monday morning to announce their pacts with Lofton, Gordon and Quantrill.

Yankee fans, we need to prepare ourselves. The Zoo is back in full effect. I've got another day at the winter meetings zoo, and quite frankly, I miss my girlfriend, and am ready to go home. But there are still more adventures to have, and more guys to meet—I'd especially like to see Tyler Kepner and Gordon Edes. Hopefully, there will be some more interesting moves today. Jay and I are going to poke our heads around the French Quarter today looking for used bookshops to see if we can find any goodies.

Perhaps I'll get a chance to throw in another update. If not, I'll be back on Tuesday morning.

Epilogue: As I finished typing this entry, Jay woke up and turned on the TV, and we were greeted with our President telling us that Saddam Hussien has been captured. Hey, where are those pharmaceuticals already?

Oh, this should be a good one. While there was relatively little activity at the winter meetings last year, this year should provide plenty of punch. First and foremost is the Alex Rodriguez-for-Manny Ramirez trade. I expect that it will happen. Ditto for Gary Sheffield becoming a Yankee. Other than that, your guess is as good as mine.

I'm headed down to New Orleans for the weekend with Jay Jaffe. I won't have the ability to post anything from the road, so there will not be a new post until Tuesday morning. Anyhow, I want you guys to feel free to continue the great conversations you've been having on the comments section below. It would be cool for me to track the progress of the meetings through what you've got to say.

I'm not sure what kind of experience we'll have down there, but I look forward to giving you my take when I return.

According to the New York media, losing Andy Pettitte signals the "End of the Joe Torre Yankees." The story is being spun several ways: George Steinbrenner did not appreciate what he had in Pettitte, and dissed him; or, Andy Pettitte wanted to go home to pitch, no matter how much money the Yankees offered. If the Yankees had courted Pettitte from jump the way they have wined and dined free agents like Mike Mussina and Jason Giambi he would still probably be a Yankee. The question is: Did the Yankees overlook Pettitte due to their own arrogance, or were they simply not interested in re-signing him in the first place? And: Was he worth keeping? The other piece of the puzzle is: Who was behind the Yankees course of action? George Steinbrenner, or the Yankee braintrust of Brian Cashman and Stick Michael? Or a combination of the two?

I felt a degree of sadness watching the highlights of Pettitte's career in New York last night. But I wasn't angry anymore. At either Pettitte or the Yankees. But the New York columnists were spitting mad this morning. If you have the stomach for it, check out the latest from Lupica, Vaccaro, Heyman, Harper, Anderson, Kernan, Sherman, Olson, and Bob Raissman.

The Yankees didn't waste any time in moving ahead. They have traded Jeff Weaver, two prospects and $3 million in cash to the L.A. Dodgers for Kevin Brown. The Yankees still need to go over the fine print in Brown's contract before the deal can be completed. Brown is a 39-year old pitcher with a history of injury problems, but when he is healthy, he is nasty and he's an ace. The deal would give the Yankees a heavy right-handed rotation (with the lone exception of David Wells).

So, are the Yankees better off with Brown and Vasquez in 2004 than they were with Clemens and Pettitte in 2003? According to Gary Huckabay in The New York Sun, indeed they are:

Can Brown be expected to outperform Pettitte? Absolutely. His 2003 ERA was 2.39, far better than Pettitte's, even after factoring in the benefit from pitching in Dodger Stadium. Brown's strikeout rate and control are both outstanding, and indicate that he is more likely to continue his success than Pettitte is to continue his. Yankee fans will likely forget about Pettitte and the circumstances under which he left by about the fourth inning of Brown's first start.

...Andy Pettitte's been a good pitcher, but he hasn't been great. He's logged just under 1,800 innings in his Yankee career, posting an ERA of 3.94. Yes, he's won 149 games, but he's done so with some truly tremendous levels of run support. Pettitte's reputation has come in large part due to his appearances in the postseason, where he's been viewed as some sort of latter-day Clutch God. This reputation is something of a mystery; his actual postseason performance hasn't really been all that noteworthy (30 games, 186.2 innings pitched, 201 hits, 52 walks, 118 strikeouts, 4.05 era).

Rob Neyer agrees, and thinks that Brown and Vasquez represents a significant upgrade for the Bombers:

Could a Yankees rotation that includes Brown stack up with the Red Sox's new Schilling-ful squad? You'd better believe it. Mussina/Vazquez/Brown is just as good as Martinez/Schilling/Lowe, and I suspect most clubs would take Jose Contreras over Tim Wakefield in the fourth slot.

It's true, as the rosters stand right now, the Red Sox would have to be considered the favorites in 2004. But the way things stand now isn't the way they'll stand in March, at which point I suspect the Yankees will have muscled their way back to the top of the forecasted standings.

Neyer is less than impressed with Pettitte's reputation as a great pitcher:

How will Andy Pettitte fare in Houston? He'll presumably enjoy his family life there, but his baseball life is going to suffer. His (relative) run support will suffer, because while the Astros have a good offense, the Yankees had a great one (they led the AL in road scoring in 2003). And Pettitte's trading a home ballpark that's kind to left-handed pitchers for a home ballpark that's not (though he is a ground-ball pitcher, which will help).

And frankly, Pettitte's not a great pitcher. He was great in 1997 and excellent in 2002 (when he wasn't on the disabled list), but most years he's been merely good. Everyone seems to think the Astros are getting a No. 1 starter, but the reality is that Pettitte is the team's third-best starter, behind Roy Oswalt and Wade Miller.

Why do people think he's a No. 1 starter? Because Pettitte's spent his entire career pitching for the best baseball team in the world, which has meant 1) great run support, and 2) plenty of TV time in October.

Which isn't to say it's a terrible move for the Astros. There's nothing wrong with having a solid No. 3 starter, though $10.5 million per season seems like a lot to spend unless it's the Yankees or the Red Sox doing the spending (and of course, the Yankees offered even more money than the Astros did).

For a thorough analysis of Andy Pettitte, head over to Bryan Smith's fine blog, Wait 'Til Next Year.

The Yankees will likely be active this weekend in New Orleans. According to the Post, the Yankees have contacted Bernie Williams to inform him that they plan to acquire Kenny Lofton to play in centerfield next season. Gary Sheffield was in San Franciso yesterday along with the brothers Giambi testifying in the BALCO trial. I figure that both Sheffield and Lofton will be wearing Yankee pinstripes by the time Cashman returns from New Orleans.

Andy Pettitte is now a member of the Houston Astros. This is going to take a minute to get used to. Buster Olney writes that the Yankees have nobody to blame but themselves for not getting a deal done with the southpaw. According to Olney, losing Pettitte is a portent of things to come:

Pettitte's departure also is another indication of the overwhelming dysfunction that looms on the horizon for the Yankees. Manager Joe Torre -- who argued to prevent the Yankees from trading Pettitte to Philadelphia in 1999, and argued again this offseason for the Yankees to aggressively re-sign the left-hander -- goes into next year as a lame-duck manager.

He has indicated he does not want to talk about another extension, and it's easy to envision an early-season slump leading to his dismissal, a last chance for George Steinbrenner to humiliate Torre on the way out; that's what Steinbrenner does.

Torre could go at some point, in an era when Steinbrenner is increasingly pursuing players like Raul Mondesi and Gary Sheffield. The Yankees' players thought last season was a whacky, contentious ride; well, they ain't seen nothing yet.

The Pettitte signing goes down just before the winter meetings are to start in New Orleans. Jayson Stark reports that there could be a flurry of activity this weekend in the Big Easy, and not just the A Rod blockbuster. What will the Yankees do to replace Pettitte? The hot rumors all involve Kevin Brown.

Never a dull moment, huh? Who said there was an off-season in Yankee land?

According to ESPN, the Houston Astros have called a press conference for high noon to announce the signing of Andy Pettitte to a thee-year deal worth somewhere between $32-$34 million. George Steinbrenner, who has never been a big fan of Pettitte's, was unable to swoop in at the last minute and get a deal done with the southpaw. Many Yankee fans--including this one--felt that the Yankees would overpay to keep Pettitte in the Bronx, but it wasn't to be. Now, the Yankee rotation appears vulnerable, with David Wells as the only possible left-hander available to them.

As much as this hurts the Yankees in the short-term, I believe that Pettitte may have a tough time with the Astros. The last I checked, Minute Maid Park had an extremely short left-field porch. I'm not sad to see Andy go, I feel bitter. At George, and at Andy.

Ah, I'm just a poor little Yankee fan. (How do you think Met fans and Red Sox fans feel about this? Heck, I wonder what Joe Torre thinks about it.)

The winds were whipping around last night. I was up for an hour in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, listening to the wind, and thinking about Andy Pettitte pitching for the Astros. It was still windy this morning, and raining. On the subway ride to work the two guys next to me almost came to blows over who was taking up more seat room. After exchaning obscenities, they sat silently next to each other until we reached 96th street. I sat quietly next to them and read the morning papers. The setting was ideal, considering the news.

It's not a chipper day in Yankee Land, that's for sure. Andy Pettitte is in fact close to signing with the Astros. Pettitte has kept the door slightly ajar for the Yankees to overwhelm him with money, and he will make up his mind by tomorrow. The New York columnists--Jack Curry, Mike Lupica, and Mike Vaccaro are all in agreement with who is to blame here: George M. Steinbrenner. Pettitte may have wanted to go home all along, but the Yankees have not handled his negotiations with class. Last week I argued that these Yankees are not quite the Yankee teams of the eighties. But the one thing that does remind me of that era is that the Yankees' biggest obstacle is not the Red Sox, Blue Jays or anyone else in the American League: it is their owner.

While the Yanks are on the verge of losing Pettitte, but they may still sign Gary Sheffield (although they are reportedly players in the Vlad Guerrero sweepstakes). Sheffield was at a Maryland hoops game with Darryl Strawberry last night, and said that "the deal will get done." It's hard to know what exactly is happening here. Judging from the bit that Brian Gunn offers at Rebird Nation, maybe Steinbrenner will leave Sheffield at the alter. But still, I doubt it. Not when he has "true Yankees" like Doc Gooden and Strawberry in his corner.

Meanwhile, Alex Rodriguez is still playing for the Texas Rangers. Tom Hicks and John Henry as expected to meet during the next couple of days, and The Boston Globe reports that the two might be waiting for this weekend to announce a deal. (Take that, George.) But should the blockbuster deal fall apart, the Red Sox would have to deal with a dicey situation with Nomar Garciaparra.

GOSSIP

I just got an e-mail from a friend in the midwest who says that ESPN 1000 radio in Chicago is reporting that Andy Pettitte has signed a deal to pitch for the Astros. The deal will evidently be announced this weekend. We'll have to wait and see if this is for real, but if it is, it doesn't come as a major surprise.

So much for the Yankees' number one priority. Stay tuned...

ZOOLANDER

Fine, I give up. Enough with defending George Steinbrenner for me. While Red Sox fans happily anticipate a trade that will rid them of a headcase in Manny Ramirez and give them oh, only the best player in baseball, Yankee fans are following the antics of Boss George with a slightly upset stomach. Free agent signings in Yankee land have been exciting events during the past several years, but this winter, they seem like omens of the end of the Joe Torre era.

Gary Sheffield is not a Yankee yet, but many baseball insiders still believe that he will be shortly. (The question is: with Vlad G out there, why?) Joel Sherman reports:

It probably won't be long now until Steinbrenner - who ignored the handshake deal Wells once had with Arizona to guarantee Wells six times as much money - temporarily reconciles with Sheffield to get a deal done. Sheffield, with no place else to turn for the big bucks, will return the disingenuous hug. And, thus, Steinbrenner's last chance to get away from a bad movie for which he has already seen the preview, will go the way of any lingering dignity left in this organization.

...As always, Steinbrenner never appreciates what he has. In the home-grown quintet of Pettitte, Derek Jeter, Jorge Posada, Mariano Rivera and Bernie Williams, he not only has been blessed with a nucleus of great players, but also low-maintenance professionals who value winning and honor teammates. He has been equally blessed with Torre and GM Brian Cashman, who have engendered such respect in the industry that they have put whatever positive face there can be on a team owned by Steinbrenner.

Bill Madden, who has seen it all during the Steinbrenner years, weighs in with his take:

As we all know, if there is one thing Steinbrenner is big on, it's accountability. Well, the Boss has got to be accountable for this one. Gary Sheffield has essentially thrown down the gauntlet, and the only way Steinbrenner comes out of this with his "Boss-ness" intact is to tell this certifiable nutcase to take a hike. Because even if Sheffield temporarily comes to his senses and accepts the original deal, the ink will hardly be dry before he starts complaining. And if you don't believe that, then allow me to refer you to all of Sheffield's previous stops - especially Los Angeles - where he constantly carped about money, called the owner a liar, and wore out his welcome while cementing his reputation as an inveterate clubhouse malcontent.

...Steinbrenner was warned that he was dealing with a selfish player - and everything the Joe Torre Yankees of 1996-2001 were not - and now Sheffield has proven this beyond any doubt. However, Steinbrenner apparently isn't listening to the baseball people who have served him so well.

In a perfect Yankee universe, Stick Michael and Brain Cashman would run the show. But this is Boss George's World: we just live in it. Boomer Wells, Kenny Lofton, Gary Sheffield? Oy veh. No wonder some Yankee fans are thinking about the eighties. I hope that the deal with Sheffield now falls apart, but I doubt that will happen. Steinbrenner is convinced that he is doing the best thing for his organization: for Joe Torre and for the fans. But right now he's only doing the best thing for himself. And who knows what that is, since he changes his mind hourly.

And what ever became of the Yankees number one off-season priority? What about Andy Pettitte? That's what Pettitte's father is asking in The New York Times today. Pettitte hopes to ink a deal by the end of the winter meetings in New Orleans this weekend and is puzzled as to why the Yankees have been so slow with negotiations.

The Hot Stove League is all about stats, and cold, hard cash. So says Buster Olney today in his column over at ESPN. Olney delineates several situations, like the A Rod-Nomie show up in Boston. He also touches on the latest turn in the Gary Sheffield soap opera and hits the nail on the head whe he notes that if the deal falls apart, "it might be the luckiest break for the team since Albert Belle reneged on his verbal agreement in the winter of 1998." But if it's drama that George wants, it is drama he will get:

Sheffield created consternation within the Yankees' organization when he detailed his verbal agreement with George Steinbrenner to a newspaper -- more evidence that Sheffield, typically outspoken in his career, could make regular and unwanted appearances in the headlines of the New York area papers. Or maybe Steinbrenner has grown weary of the genteel Yankees, and wants more Billy-Reggie type Bronx Zoo stuff. If so, he should rush to finish the Sheffield deal now.

Or maybe the Yankees will invest that $39 million earmarked for Sheffield, tack on another year to the deal and lock up Vladimir Guerrero, who is seven years younger.

But perhaps Sheffield isn't really holding out for more money. According to Lee Sinins:

There is also a lot of speculation that this is a sham and the parties are just trying to delay an announcement as long as possible, in order to make it look like Sheffield wasn't signed before Sunday's deadline for the Braves to receive draft pick compensation. Meanwhile, the Braves are planning on filing a grievance with MLB over the Yankees's actions.

Olney also goes on to mention that a Yankee official believes that the chances of re-signing Andy Pettitte "are slightly less than 50-50."

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Tom Verducci, the head baseball writer at Sports Illustrated, is one of the most widely-read and respected sports journalists in the country. I have always appreciated his enthusiasm for the game and his even-handed writing style. I had the good fortune to speak with him last week. Here is our conversation. Enjoy.

Bronx Banter: Did you grow up playing sports?

Tom Verducci: I come from a very sports-oriented family. My dad was a high school baseball and football head coach and my brothers all played sports. I’m one of four boys in the family.

BB: Where did you fit in?

Verducci: I’m the third boy. So growing up we played just about anything and everything. But in high school, I played baseball, basketball and football. I grew up in Glen Ridge, New Jersey, which is in Essex County. I went to Seton Hall prep, which at the time was on the same campus as Seton Hall University in South Orange. It has since moved to West Orange.

BB: Do you have any sisters?

Verducci: I have four sisters.

BB: Wow, that’s a nice, healthy brood.

Verducci: Yup.

BB: And you played for your dad?

Verducci: Yes. In football, I did. At the time he was not a baseball coach any longer; he was just concentrating on football. We had great high school football teams when I was there.

BB: I saw in your bio column on SI.com that you made a big catch to win a big game at in high school.

Verducci: Yeah which is ironic because we were the proto typical three yards and a cloud of dust team. But my senior year we outscored the opposition 330-6. So we didn’t need to throw the ball a whole lot. But yeah, the ball happened to find me in that state championship game. Timing is everything.

BB: So athletics was how you boys made your rites of passages.

Verducci: When I grew up, to me, the guys on the high school football team were the athletes I idolized. It wasn’t the NFL or major league baseball players, although I certainly had favorite players. But when I was out in the street, I was pretending to be the guys on the high school football team. To me that was everything. On Saturdays I would go to practice with my dad, and of course I was there for the game on Sunday. So I looked up to those guys. If you are a high school football coach, it’s a 24-7 job. At home, he was watching game film all the time. Or even if he was watching a pro or college game, he was jotting down plays he would use for his team. You just get absorbed into that culture.

BB: Were your two older brothers good athletes as well?

Verducci: Yeah. The oldest brother has actually coached in the NFL. He spent three years with the Bengals, and last year was with the Dallas Cowboys. Frank Verducci. He was offensive line coach last year with the Cowboys. Before that he did the typical iterant college assistant route. He was at lots of schools, but primarily at Iowa with Hayden Fry. My other brother—his name is Anthony—he was an all-county center.

BB: So football was the sport of the household, more so that baseball?

Verducci: I would say so, although for me, baseball was always MY favorite sport. When I was small my dad was coaching the high school baseball team as well, so I saw a lot of high school baseball games too. But from as early as I can remember, I preferred baseball over football. I liked them both, but baseball was always my favorite.

BB: Did you gravitate toward baseball naturally, or was it a way to set yourself apart?

Verducci: When I was just about old enough to walk, I’d watch games on TV and put pillows in the shape of a diamond around the floor, and when the batter hit the ball, I’d run around the pillow bases, and slide in at home every time. They say that kids can’t sit and watch a whole game, but as far back as I can remember I loved watching games on TV.

BB: Did you play through high school?

Verducci: Yeah.

BB: What position?

Verducci: I played the outfield. I graduated in 1978. I was a Mets fan growing up, and those weren’t exactly the salad days for the Mets. I mean I do remember the ’69 World Series; those were some of my earliest memories of major league baseball.

BB: So you remember ’73 vividly.

Verducci: Yeah, ’73 as well. But the Frank Taveras era is kind of a blur.

BB: Ah, the Willie Montanez/Pat Zachary days. Did you read baseball books as a kid?

Verducci: Not a whole lot. What I did though was I read a lot of newspapers when I was a kid. I was a newspaper delivery boy. I delivered the Newark Star Ledger. That meant getting up at 5:30-6:00 o’clock every morning. The first thing I would do before I delivered the newspaper was read the sports section. I wanted to know what was in there first. We also got the Daily News delivered to our house as well. So I grew up reading people like Dick Young, Bill Madden and Moss Klein and Dan Castellano. We didn’t have the Times at our house a whole lot. I used to read it at the library in school.

BB: By the time you got to high school did you have aspirations to be a pro athlete?

Verducci: No, I was realistic enough to know my athletic limitations by then. I knew, even before I was in high school, that I wanted to write about sports. I was very lucky. I remember in sixth grade putting the school newspaper together. We did it on a typewriter; there were no computers then. I always liked to write and I always liked sports. In a perfect world, yeah, I’d be playing major league baseball, but I was realistic to know I wasn’t the star of the team and it only gets harder the further up the ladder you go. Yeah, I was lucky enough to know exactly what I wanted to do and even more lucky for it to happen.

BB: Where did you go to college?

Verducci: Penn State.

BB: Did you major in journalism?

Verducci: Yes I did.

BB: Did you know then that you specifically wanted to write about baseball?

Verducci: I think I did in the back of my mind but knowing how competitive the job market was I was willing to do anything and cover anything. If you had asked me what my preference would have been, it would have been baseball. Actually, my first job out of college was at Today newspaper in Coco, Florida and I was the Dolphins beat writer. I’m sure I would have been happy covering football if that’s what I did for the rest of my life but when I got to Newsday a job opened up covering baseball and that was the best of all worlds.

BB: Was this in the early to mid ‘80s?

Verducci: I graduated from Penn State in ’82, and started at Newsday the next year in ’83. I was covering baseball on a back-up basis then. My first spring training was with the Yankees in 1985.

BB: That was a Billy Martin year.

Verducci: Well, it started out a Yogi Berra year.

BB: That’s right. That was the season where he got fired after 16 games.

Verducci: Exactly. First of all, I go to spring training and the guys on the beat were Bill Madden, Murray Chass, Moss Klein and Mike McAlary. I mean these were some of the absolute giants of business and here I was 24 years old on my first professional beat really.

BB: That must have been daunting.

Verducci: Yeah, it was intimidating to go cover the Yankees, the Steinbrenner Yankees, against that kind of journalistic competition.

BB: Is working the beat an inherently adversarial job? Not only in relation to dealing with the players but the other writers as well?

Verducci: You know it is, but it’s not in-your-face adversarial. I have to say that all the guys were really nice. There is a fraternity; there is a commradery that exists within the adversarial nature of newspaper competition. I’ll never forget how well Mike McAlary treated me that first spring training. He would introduce me to Yankee players and tell them, “This guy is good, you can trust him.” That meant the world to me. When you say it’s adversarial, sure it is—the newspapers are in competition—but the professional courtesy that all the men showed proved to me that it was not as cut throat as you might imagine.

BB: What was the climate like the locker room at that time?

Verducci: The huge money had not yet really come into the game. I mean there was still good money there but I got the sense that it was very easy to relate to players. The lifestyle between the journalists and the players was not quite as completely different as it is now. I thought it was easier to relate to players on a personal level than it is now.

BB: Pags and Pasqua were on the Yanks then.

Verducci: Yeah, and Mattingly. Who was certainly a star. But he was also as much of an everyday, grounded person as you could come across. And I think he set the tone for the team.

BB: When did you start covering the Mets?

Verducci: In those days at Newsday we had an interesting system. The first year I was on, we switched at the All-Star break. I actually liked that because first of all you got to see both leagues. And also because four months into the baseball year, you got to see a new team. It refreshed you. You got to see a whole different team with different stories. You weren’t writing about the same people anymore. So you got a second wind in July. And it also gave you a good feel for both teams so that when it came to off-season coverage, you could drop in a cover either team if the other beat writer was off. And then the next year we went to annual switching. You stayed on one team throughout the whole season. In ’86 they gave me the choice to do the Mets that year or do the Yankees. I did the Mets the second half of ’85 and it was a great team to cover. They were so much fun. A lot of young guys. I was young. It was a ball to be around a group of guys like that. But I took the Yankees in ’86 because I knew that Pinella was managing the team. He had been the hitting coach the year before, and I knew Lou pretty well, and I knew it would just be a total gas to cover one of his teams. I wanted to make sure I got him that year because who knew with Steinbrenner? There were no guarantees that Lou would be around in ’87. So I wasn’t there throughout the season with the ’86 Mets. I was there obviously in the World Series.

BB: Those were frustrating years for the Yanks.

Verducci: Good teams. Short on pitching.

BB: How long were you a beat writer for Newsday?

Verducci: In 1990 I went to do a national column job for Newsday. The best thing about especially the Mets in those days is that the players treated us like people more than like journalists. I mean we used to play basketball with David Cone and Randy Myers at local YMCA’s on the road. We played tennis with Ron Darling and Roger McDowell. We’d hang out with the guys at the hotel bar after the game.

BB: Did these guys talk baseball a lot away from the field?

Verducci: Oh yeah. Even though 99.9% of it was off-the-record, at least you got a good feel for what was actually going on. Because most guys when they stand in front of a locker put on their media face, everything is filtered, everything is cleansed, and you really don’t get the real truth of what’s going on. But you did when you were away from the field with these guys. And I thought that was especially true covering Billy Martin. The day Martin was hired in ‘85—my first month covering a beat—I asked Mike McAlary, “What does this mean now that Billy’s here?” And he said, “It means you are going to have a lot of hangovers.” And he was so right. Because to cover Billy meant you had to cover the bar. You covered the game, you filed your story, you packed up your computer, went back to your hotel room and dropped off your computer and you walked down to the hotel bar. Because a) you had to worry if Billy was going to get into a fight, and b) it really was part of the journalistic battlefield if you will. If you weren’t there and your competition was there, he’s going to find out a lot of things about the team that you won’t. Billy was notorious for giving state secrets away at the bar.

BB: I spoke with Buster Olney about male and female reporters in the locker room earlier this year and in his experience that men had an advantage over women. On the other hand, I also spoke with Jane Leavy too and she said that a woman could have certain advantages as well. But it sounds like your experience mirrors Buster’s, what with how friendly you were with some of the players away from the ballpark.

Verducci: Oh, yeah. I go back to what Tommy John told me early on. He said we didn’t write enough about the athletes as people. We should know about them and their private lives. I mean you don’t want to go too far into their private lives, into something that has nothing to do with the game, but in terms of understanding the athletes as people, it definitely helps. I do think it’s harder for woman. Personally, I look forward to reading that kind of perspective because I do think woman can give a different take covering sports. But I do think they start with a competitive disadvantage because it is such a high-testosterone environment. I always compare the baseball clubhouse especially to a little kid's tree house. Except with slurpie machines. A lot of things are said and done there that they would never do in the company of women or at home. I think when a woman is in that atmosphere it makes the athletes step back a little bit, and puts them on guard a little bit.

BB: They feel stifled.

Verducci: I think so. At the same time, I appreciate that a woman brings a different perspective and can uncover sides of people that maybe a male can’t.

BB: Roger Angell has a great piece about women in the locker room, and Jane Gross talks about how if a player has just been traded the female reporter might immediately think about what’s going to happen to his wife who is in law school, which may in fact be what the player is thinking about at that moment too.

Verducci: That is interesting. I think that’s why with my father having been a coach, and my brother having been a coach, I bring a little bit of a different sensitivity than a typical journalist or fan in that I’m certainly not going to be as quick to say, “Fire the manager or fire the coach.” I realize that a lot of things are out of the control of the coaches and managers.

BB: Do you find that you are more sympathetic to coaches and managers in general?

Verducci: I do think so, yeah. I know how much they invest, not just in time, but emotionally, without having to be on the field themselves to influence the outcomes of games. It’s a very difficult position to be in. You could have a team as well prepared as you possibly can and sometimes it’s just the way the molecules bounce. It’s not going to work out. Sometimes to hold a manager accountable for that can be unfair.

BB: You mentioned earlier that in a perfect world, yeah you would have loved to have been a ballplayer. Do you find that a lot of sports journalists are frustrated jocks?

Verducci: I don’t think so. A lot of times I take exception to the cliché of the frustrated jock. If you can’t do, therefore you write. I’m not saying it doesn’t exist, but from what I’ve seen that is a very tiny fraction of the writing population. I think people get into writing because they like to write. In some cases the writers like sports more than the people playing the games. I know people—and I’m sure you know this with fans—who are more passionate about their sports than the athletes themselves. I can’t say I know many writers who are frustrated [jocks] and are trying to live out their fantasies by just being around that culture and writing about it.

BB: So you didn’t find too many reporters challenging players about how to play the game properly?

Verducci: No, not at all. But what did surprise me when I first got in this business was how many people who didn’t like sports that much—or maybe they became jaded by the sport—were covering sports. I mean the job requires so much time and effort I don’t see how you can do it without loving it. Maybe I was naïve, but when I first got in the business, I encountered people who were just punching the clock and forcing it. They were doing it because it was a job not because they liked it.

BB: How did things change for you when you went to work for Sports Illustrated?

Verducci: They didn’t change a whole lot other than downshifting from the pace of a daily newspaper to a weekly magazine. The competition is not there in terms of getting a phone call from your editor in the morning saying, “How come the New York Post has this and you didn’t?” I don’t miss those phone calls. But the competition is entirely different. The competition is when you hit the “send” button for SI you’re expected to send nothing but A-plus material. You have to be on top of your game all the time. Sometimes in the newspaper business because of time restraints, because of travel schedules, or a player not being available, you can only do so much. But at SI you have the resources, and for the most part, the time, to turn in nothing but top-flight stuff. I think that’s where the competition is. It’s a different kind of competition but to me, no less intense than the competition at the newspapers.

BB: It’s holding you up to a higher standard.

Verducci: It is but at the same time, Steve Wulf told me when I got to SI, “Don’t feel like you have to do anything different. The stuff you were writing for Newsday was SI material anyway.”

BB: Do you feel a different sense of responsibility because it’s a national magazine?

Verducci: Um…I’m going to hedge on that and say, “yes” and “no.” “Yes” because you can’t help but be aware of it, but “no” in the sense that even if I was writing for the Penn State Daily Collegian, I never got a sense of where it was going. To me, the writing process is a really personal process. I look at a piece with real tunnel vision. I can only do the best that I can do for that piece no matter what the circulation is. I never sit down and say, “Oh my goodness, this is going to run in SI therefore it better be good and my accountability is going to be x amount higher.” All I’m thinking is that I’m going to do the best that I possibly can with this piece. But that’s not to disregard the responsibility that comes with writing for a magazine with that kind of circulation. It is there.

BB: From a creative perspective what baseball writers have made an impression on you over the years?

Verducci: I would have to say that Roger Angell is one of them. What I like about him is that nothing seems to be forced. His writing has elegance and a flow. At no point do I get the sense that he’s jumping up and down and saying, “Look at me, here I am.” That’s the kind of writing that I appreciate. The kind that has a somewhat understated elegance to it.

BB: One thing that I’ve appreciated about your work is that your love for the great players like Bonds and A Rod, as well as your love for the game comes across loud and clear. You don’t seem to have an axe to grind, or any hidden agendas.

Verducci: Well to me the best part of the job is watching the games. I mean I don’t root for any teams…

BB: Is that clean? For real?

Verducci: Oh without a doubt. I lost that a long time ago. Really what I root for is extra innings. I wish the games could keep going because I just like watching people who are the best at what they do, do it. For me the real kick is I have the access to find how how they do it. You know one day I can sit down with Tony Gwynn and talk about hitting or Greg Maddux and talk about pitching. That’s the real kick of the job. That’s completely outside the realm of rooting for a team. Cynicism is probably the worst disease a sportswriter can have and it’s very easy to contract that given the money that is in the game, and the celebrities that these players have become.

BB: Do the players feel more untouchable than they used to?

Verducci: I think they are more insulated than they ever have been. Now a lot of times you have to go through agents, and strength-training coaches and nutritionists and public relations agents…and that’s just the player’s own cadre of support. That’s not even getting through the different levels on the team. It used to be that everybody took the team bus to the ballpark. Now everybody takes a cab. They stay at different hotels. Sometimes they even travel differently than the rest of the team. Obviously they don’t have roommates anymore. I think the player has become more of an individual and I think the writers have paid for that because there isn’t as much of a connection between players and the writers anymore.

BB: The late Leonard Koppett once wrote that loneliness is one of the most under appreciated aspects of a ballplayers life. You said that today's players are more remote than ever. How does loneliness effect their lives today as opposed to 20, 30 years ago? Also, how do you cope with the lonliness of the road?

Verducci: I don't know if players are more lonely as much as they are more insulated. They have their car services and private rooms at clubs and hangers-on to keep them company and the resources to jet home or to Vegas on an off day. Jeff Bagwell to me is an old school guy. He'll stick around the clubhouse after games and watch and talk baseball for hours. Too often he doesn't have a lot of company. You'd be amazed to be in a big league clubhouse and see so many teams who don't have clubhouse televisions tuned to other games going on. (The 2001 D-Backs were an exception, a bunch of baseball junkies). DVD movies, talk shows, hoops and football games are often found. As for me, I have a beautiful wife and two beautiful boys who make the flight home the best part of every trip.

BB: How have the writers changed since you started?

Verducci: I think sometimes writers buy into the notion that these guys [players] are different from us. Writers assume the players are more difficult to relate to because they do make so much more money. When I cover baseball, I always try to set the salaries aside. You know people want to run down the Yankees because of their payroll and I understand that there are certain economic problems in the game, but when I’m looking at the Yankees play baseball I’m not thinking about $186 million. That’s going to detract from my enjoyment of the game. I’m not going to look at A Rod as the $252 million player, but at how he plays the game. I think some writers get caught up in how much money these guys make, and say, “They have such a different lifestyle than me therefore I can’t relate to them.” And that’s baloney because when you get right down to it, they are people just the same as us.

BB: Do you think because athletes are making so much money these days that they are more fragile than they used to be? Psychologically and emotionally.

Verducci: That’s an interesting question. That could very well be true. This is going to make me sound dated, but I remember when Ron Darling got his first $1 million contract, he started off terribly that season and he admitted that he was trying to live up to that contract.

BB: This was ’87?

Verducci: Yeah. And also Dwight Gooden was out for the first couple of months because of the drug thing. Darling was trying to pitch like an ace pitcher even though he was really a number two. But trying to live up to the money can be a very hard thing for these guys. A lot of fans think that because players are making so much money that they have it easy. I do think there are pressures on these players with the more money that they make.

BB: One aspect of rooting for sports that eludes me is how resentful many fans are about the money athletes make. But they don’t hold other entertainers up to a similar standard. If Kevin Costner’s latest movie flops, he isn’t getting less for his next picture, and the man on the street doesn’t have his salary memorized or seem to hold it against him. Same goes for Mariah Carrey of whoever it is.

Verducci: I just read in the paper recently that David Letterman pulled down $31 million a year. You know what? I never knew that before. But you can walk down the street, stop ten people, and probably nine of them know that A Rod is making $25 million a year. I’m not sure that your analogy can’t extend to the other sports, outside of baseball. I mean it’s tough to quote salaries from the NFL or the NBA or the NHL. But for some reason with baseball the monetary element sticks with fans. I think part of it is that most people have played baseball in some shape or form. And they consider it a game they are familiar with. Where as if you are under six feet, how do you relate to the NBA? Or if you are under 250 pounds, how do you relate to the NFL? I think people relate to baseball players. And that’s not a bad thing. I always thought that was one of the things that baseball has going for it. That people DO hold it to a higher standard, and are emotionally connected to it. I think if people lose that, baseball will have really lost people.

BB: I am always amazed at how resentful some fans can be toward modern players. It’s a class thing. People say, “For $20 million dollars Manny, you had better not strike out,” or words to that effect.

Verducci: Yeah, and I’m not quite sure why that is because as I try to tell people, “You know, if he’s not being paid that money—and from what I can tell nobody has bounced a check yet in major league baseball, so they are good for the money—that money is going into the pockets of billionaires rather than millionaires. Is it such a bad thing that he negotiated for that money and was paid that money willingly? Why hold the player accountable for the salary? You can argue that he’s not worth it, that’s fine. But don’t hold it against him.

BB: How has the Internet changed your job? I know you do an on-line column along with the work you do for the magazine.

Verducci: It’s actually changed it a lot. When I first got to the magazine, it was just working for the magazine and I thought that was a great job. And it was a job in and of itself. Then when CNN/SI was in business, it was also a television and on-line job. And I realized that’s the way of the world is now. I remember as a newspaper guy we hated anybody who had anything to do with the electronic media. There was a Berlin Wall up between print journalists and electronic journalists. Certainly that wall has come down. It’s hard to find a baseball beat writer who doesn’t do some sort of electronic work, whether it’s on-line or TV and radio. And I think that’s a good thing. To not acknowledge that is to not acknowledge the 21rst century. But for me, it’s become a bit more difficult because what I’ve always liked doing at the magazine—and this sets it apart from newspaper work—is looking at macro issues of the game. You know, whether it’s steroids in baseball, or the declining number of blacks in baseball, to really stand back and look at the game as a whole and identify the trends. I think when you do on-line work it tends to be more micro-oriented. And then you get back to some of the beat kind of work: where are the free agents going, who is going to do what at the trading deadline. I actually think that those forces are in competition with another. It’s hard to do both of them really well.

BB: What is the relationship between the mainstream sportswriters and sites like Baseball Prospectus, Baseball Primer? Or even with amateur’s like myself who run their own sports blogs?

Verducci: I would hesitate to speak for the mainstream as a whole, but for myself I absolutely love it. The discourse about major league baseball is much more intelligent, and reasoned and well-thought out because of everything that’s out there on the web and in some of the other ancillary publications you mentioned. I really think it has forced people to be on their toes. I think that a lot of things in this game were accepted without a basis in fact. Now a lot of people have challenged those notions and that’s a good thing. But I think there is a downside to it too. The pride of the beat writer is that he’s the one in that locker room, he’s the one that’s asking the hard questions after the games, and he’s the one who knows if a guy is having problems with his wife at home and that’s why he’s 0-4, and it has nothing to do with how good the opposing pitcher was that night. The downside is that some members of the mainstream media will write off the alternative opinions as being uniformed because they are not actually on the front lines. I tend to think that is a little extreme. I think that even from afar you can have something intelligent to offer. I think that the whole statistical analysis of the game has raised the level of criticism and analysis of baseball, and I think we’re all better for it.

BB: That really came to light this year with Michael Lewis’ book.

Verducci: Yeah. Obviously it was a great book and a great piece of reporting and would not have been possible without Billy Beane offering that kind of access. But you still found—whether it was baseball people or baseball writers—those who did not want to accept the foundation of that book which was the process that was involved. I love what Billy has done, I think he’s very smart. I’ve known him going back to 1984 when he was with the Mets. My only problem with what he has done and what some of these others have done is that sometimes they can be too extremist. Maybe I’m just more of a middle-of-the-road kind of person. I like to pick and choose from different parts of the buffet line rather than sticking with the same staples. I think there is a danger in anybody putting their total beliefs in numbers. I think numbers have an incredible amount of information to offer, and to disregard it is just plain dumb, but at the same time I wouldn’t put everything into pure numbers.

BB: When do you think it goes too far?

Verducci: For instance, when I look at Billy’s team and Billy says that the post-season is a crapshoot. That he builds his team for six months and as he put it, his stuff doesn’t work in October. I don’t really buy it. I think that when he puts his team together he does have to pay attention to athleticism, defense and leadership. Those things do tend to show up in October. I’m not sure that the faith he puts into the numbers allow enough room to consider those kinds of things. I think it’s all part of the package.

BB: How would you explain Atlanta? Even though they’re not built on a sabermetric model, look at the Braves and how consistently they’ve qualified for the playoffs and yet how few championships they have to show for it.

Verducci: The Braves are a funky team that I have not been able to figure out. One thing that has hurt them is not having a home field advantage. You know you should have a home field advantage in October and they’ve never had it, whether it was at old Fulton County or