I would love to gloat about the Yankees being swept by the Tigers in the ALCS but there doesn’t seem to be much time for that.
Okay, I will say this. Yankee Elimination Day coming in the form of being swept in a series that included two New York home games where Yankee Stadium didn’t sell out either game brings me immense pleasure. I get that the Red Sox were never even in the playoff hunt this season and it doesn’t matter. Watching the sad faces of pinstriped players leaving the dugout in Detroit was sweet, sweet schadenfreude and I still have an extra spring in my step today because of it.
But now what? Now Peter Gammons is telling us the hunt for a new manager has come down to John Farrell and Brad Ausmus. Ausmus is four months younger than I am. Farrell is about five and a half years older than me. So Farrell wins. That was easy.
(It isn’t bad enough that none of the players are older than I am but now we’re moving into the territory of the managers being younger than me too…when the hell did that happen?)
In all seriousness, I could stand either one of these guys. I get that some folks want Farrell because of how he coached the pitchers when he was in Boston and because he has experience with this team and I get that some folks like the idea of Ausmus being pretty much new, young blood that could help revitalize the team. (For those who buy into it, Ausmus also has the Jason Varitek “He handles pitchers so well it’s like magic” reputation too.) Bottom line? I just want the team to have a damn manager that people won’t hate before he even starts his job. Both Farrell and Ausmus will at least be given the chance in the media and from fans that Bobby Valentine didn’t get. One of them will be replacing a manager people either hated or just wanted gone. Bobby V didn’t have that luxury.