Kevin Maas: The Yankees' version of Phil Plantier, a generation of Bronx Buttafuocos has stacks of his worthless rookie cards buried beneath a pile of grubby Zubaz pants in the back of a closet somewhere.
Willie Randolph: He always seemed too classy for the Bronx Zoo, and a Red Sox fan has to appreciate that he appeared to deliberately reduce his range by three or four steps on Yaz's 3,000th hit.
Dave Winfield: Loathed by Georgie Porgie, lived up to the Mr. May label, and grinned all the way to the bank (and eventually, Cooperstown). Similarities considered, it almost makes me wonder if Hank Steinbrenner has Howie Spira tailing A-Rod right now.
Joe Girardi: Mediocre ballplayer who kept Jorge Posada out of the lineup, mediocre manager who's keeping the Yankees out of the postseason. What's not to like?
As for today's Completely Random Baseball Card:
Not only did Stump preside over my favorite Yankees team ever, but he's also an old basketball crony of my dad's who was still refereeing high school hoops in Maine when I was playing in the late '80s. I think it's fair to say he was a better ref than he was a big league manager.
About Touching All The Bases
Irreverence and insight from Chad Finn, a Globe/Boston.com sports writer and media columnist. A winner of several national and regional writing awards, he is the founder and sole contributor to the TATB blog, which launched in December 2004. Yes, he realizes how lucky he is.