The Andy Pettitte goodbye gala will stretch into tomorrow. Seems that fans are both nostalgic for the past, reflecting on Pettitte’s fine career, and concerned about what his retirement means for the 2011 team.
He was an easy guy to watch, especially these past few years, and we’ll always remember the Pettitte “look,” cap drawn low, eyes focused in on the catcher’s sign. As Ralph Kramden used to say, “Ohh, yer a good one.”
Say goodnight, Andy:
Looks like Andy Pettitte’s playing days are over. Michael Kay’s got the scoop.
It’s been a wonderful career, Andy, and we’ve appreciated watching you pitch. Thank you, kindly.
I don’t thank you guys enough, the regulars who come by to add their two cents. But yesterday’s food post about greasy spoons made me proud that I run this blog. I love it when a topic engages you guys. Sometimes, it’s about the Yankees and baseball, or life in the city, or a movie, or food.
I learned new things reading through the comments yesterday and relished the banter. Made me stop and appreciate the moment.
Thanks for helping make this site what it is.
A large woman sits next to me on the train this morning. Plops down…what’s up with women who go to sit down and then practically fall with a thud into the seat? I move over the best I can, now jammed between two people. Fair enough. But then the lady gets up after two stops and leaves the train.
Yo, you shouldn’t be allowed to sit, unless you are old, sick or hurt, if it is just for one or two stops. Sister gets the gas face.
Nothing like a good greasy spoon diner, eh? Do they call them greasy spoons outside of the city? I haven’t traveled enough around the country, so let me ask a question: Can you find a good diner just about anywhere?
Also, what do you eat when you go to one? I usally stick to a burger or a grilled cheese or breakfast. Occasionally a BLT. But I’ve never had a salad at a diner, for instance. Just never seemed worth being adventurous at those joints.
From the terrific documentary, “Visions of Light,” here is Gordon Willis, “The Prince of Darkness,” talking about his work on the Godfather movies.
From Banter reader, Emily Lemole Smith:
The other day while I was waiting at the bus stop the guy next to me and I were engaged in general ‘bus banter’: about how MTA is cutting back on bus services, how certain bus lines never seem to stick to their schedules, how disappointing it is when the driver shuts the door in your face just as you get to the bus…
And the guy smiled and said, “But you gotta remember – this is New York. The meek ain’t gonna inherit this one.”
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Emma and I will be part of an all-star line-up at Varsity Letter’s 5th Anniversary Gig tomorrow night. Dig the details…
If you are around downtown Manhattan fall through, we’d love to see ya.
Did you know that the late Joe Strummer loved him some Bruce Springsteen?
It’s the emmis, man.
Never seen anything like the sheets of ice on the streets and sidewalks of the Bronx this morning. I’m just glad I didn’t bust my ass getting to the subway. All I could think of was Cloris Leachman saying, “The stairway…can be treacherous.” By the time I reached midtown, it was raining and there wasn’t much ice to be found, just slush.
But the ice uptown, man, that was crazy. I told one of the security guards in my building about it and she said, “Welcome to the ‘hood.”
Direct from the SI Vault twitter feed, check out my man!
Like our man Phife, the 5-foot assassin after the Sundance screening of the new Quest documentary.
What is your go-to sandwich for lunch? I got back-and-forth between salami and ham with assorted fixings…
“I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work; I want to achieve immortality through not dying.”
– Woody Allen
I couldn’t help but think of this classic Woody quote yesterday after Rob Neyer announced that he’s leaving ESPN. Almost immediately, a series of appreciations appeared on-line, from the likes of Will Leitch, Craig Calcaterra, Tommy Craggs and the boys at Pinstriped Bible (to name just a few). Rob is one of the most influencial baseball writers of the Internet Generation, and he’s a nice guy to boot, so it was warming to see all the love thrown his way. Especially, since he’s not, you know, dead.
Rob might have left ESPN but he’s not retiring. Today, he started blogging for SB Nation.
Here’s a cool Super Bowl primer from the SI Vault–game recaps for every Super Bowl every played.
Nah, it ain’t snow, it’s a “wintery mix.” Sleet in the Bronx, rain in midtown.
Bring it on…and yo, is this going to be some kind of great spring or what? People are going to bug when it finally gets warm.
