We have kind of a sports theme going today.
But since I blogged about the Yankees and Joe Torre earlier, I thought this column today published on espn.com too is relevant--it speaks to the problems I think many Yankees' fans, and top brass, have: When did a baseball season in New York become solely about the finish line, and not about the journey? How can a team that clawed its way out of a 14½-game hole be deemed a failure for falling to a team -- the Cleveland Indians -- that features two of the league's top five starting pitchers? Do the memories of Alex Rodriguez's 54 home runs and Chien-Ming Wang's 19 wins and Derek Jeter's steely determination and Joba Chamberlain's meteoric rise fade to ashes without a diamond-studded ring?
Is this who we are?
Is this what we've become?
