Increasingly, as the season has gone along, Alex Rodriguez has said he’s in “a good place.” I don’t care if it’s the Bronx, Minnesota, California, or Pennsylvania, just so long as the Yankee slugger stays there through the rest of this season and keeps making up for his prior futile Octobers.
By all accounts, A-Rod has not been terrorizing playoff opponents this year simply because he’s seeing the ball better, but because he’s more relaxed and less tense. And a big reason for that, teammates say, is the lady in the accompanying picture.
Colleagues on film sets indicate that Kate Hudson has the ability to light up a room. She’s certainly been helping A-Rod light up scoreboards with laser-beam homers. Evidently, her Oscar-nominated performance as a sweetheart of a groupie in Almost Famous is not terribly far from her real-life personality.
Just think: All these years, A-Rod has been paying God-knows-how-much-money to psychiatrists, PR consultants, weight trainers, cousins who buy steroids, etc. What did he come up with for all of that in the clutch? Nothing.
Now, look what one blond pixie has done for him—and, of course, the Bronx Bombers. In gratitude, I think the least the team can do is vote her a full World Series share (assuming, of course, they can overcome their lackluster Game 1 performance).
After all, another 4-homer, .400-batting-average streak for A-Rod should, by my calculations, help the Yankees win their 27th World Series—and that should help pay for that big nasty crack in the concrete pedestrian ramp found in the stadium last week. Don’t you think that’s money well spent?
By all accounts, A-Rod has not been terrorizing playoff opponents this year simply because he’s seeing the ball better, but because he’s more relaxed and less tense. And a big reason for that, teammates say, is the lady in the accompanying picture.
Colleagues on film sets indicate that Kate Hudson has the ability to light up a room. She’s certainly been helping A-Rod light up scoreboards with laser-beam homers. Evidently, her Oscar-nominated performance as a sweetheart of a groupie in Almost Famous is not terribly far from her real-life personality.
Just think: All these years, A-Rod has been paying God-knows-how-much-money to psychiatrists, PR consultants, weight trainers, cousins who buy steroids, etc. What did he come up with for all of that in the clutch? Nothing.
Now, look what one blond pixie has done for him—and, of course, the Bronx Bombers. In gratitude, I think the least the team can do is vote her a full World Series share (assuming, of course, they can overcome their lackluster Game 1 performance).
After all, another 4-homer, .400-batting-average streak for A-Rod should, by my calculations, help the Yankees win their 27th World Series—and that should help pay for that big nasty crack in the concrete pedestrian ramp found in the stadium last week. Don’t you think that’s money well spent?
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