Really, I know it has not been around all that long.  However, I don’t know what I would do, now, without it.

It’s my “go to” channel any time I turn on the T.V. and I do not have something specific in mind to watch…

But, gosh, they keep playing that New Era “Rivals Are…” commerical over and over and over….

It’s so annoying.  Is that the only advertiser that they have?

And, if you did, who do you blame for it not happening? The Yankees players? Girardi? Both? Neither?

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Mr. Notober?

The Yankees’ current Triple-A franchise is anchored in the twin cities of Scranton and Wilkes-Barre, an area in northeast Pennsylvania that has always supported baseball on some level. But the Yankees organization decided that PNC Field, the Triple-A team’s home park, is in desperate need of renovation. The job will take all of 2012.

And back in New York, management came up with a magnificent public relations idea. Newark had been the bellwether of all Yankee minor league teams dating as far back as when Jacob Ruppert was paying Babe Ruth’s salary across the river. Newark, through horrendous mismanagement, has seen its minor league team dissolve.

Newark has a ballpark. With that in mind, Yankees general manager Brian Cashman visited the city’s Bears & Eagles Riverfront Stadium, which does need work. He met with Essex County Executive Joseph DiVincenzo. Together, they hammered out an agreement that could be done for the least money.

To understand the mechanics of what followed, you have to understand that Major League Baseball has a 90-year-old Supreme Court ruling giving it an antitrust exemption. The Boy Scouts of America have no such exemption. The NFL, NBA and NHL have no such blanket exemption. Chains of cloistered nuns or Trappist monasteries do not have an antitrust exemption.

Under baseball’s rules, the exclusivity of the Yankees and Mets territory is shared. The Yankees called the Mets and asked permission to put their Triple-A team in Newark for only a single year.

The Mets declined.

The Yankees tried again. They pointed out that it was only for a single year.

The Mets declined again.

The Yankees tried once more. They repeated that this was just for a single year. They said that if the Mets agreed for just that one season they would offer an evergreen matching proposal. In essence, they would give the Mets the same shot if they had a team with a minor league park in jeopardy, no matter how many eons into the future.

The Mets declined, saying their organization would only do something like that with mutual and immediate reciprocity as they did when the Yanks put a minor league team in Staten Island and allowed the Mets to do the same in Brooklyn.

But those were permanent moves. This was only for a year, the Yankees argued. They also offered a permanent waiver if a similar situation ever arose for the Mets. In addition, there was Yankee money involved in this final offer.

And once again, the Mets declined.

Today, DiVincenzo thanked the Yankees for their consideration and Brian Cashman, the Yankee GM, for his “professionalism.” But he could not hide his obvious disappointment:

“Unfortunately, the Mets exercised their territorial rights to block this temporary partnership and have prevented the chance for baseball fans to come to Newark and Essex County to watch players in minor league baseball’s highest classification on their way up to the major leagues. It would have rejuvenated interest in one of the highest levels of the sport in an important urban area.”

One of the concerns that influenced the Mets was their belief that a minor league team in Newark might have weaned potential Mets fans away from the affluent New Jersey suburbs.

Man, are the Mutts looking like big league arse-holes for making this call. And, if I’m the Yankees, I file this one away – but never forget it. And, the first time that they have the chance to screw the Mets in the future, the Yankees should call upon this memory and stick it to the Mets…right between the ears.

I left my house at 4 PM – and, thanks to the rain and rush-hour traffic, I didn’t get up to the Stadium until a few minutes past six.  Yes, two hours, bumper to bumper, door to door. 

Once there, I parked – for forty bucks – with my pre-paid parking ticket.  And, then, my daughter and I grabbed some sandwiches from our favorite deli and went into the Stadium.  I’m guessing that we sat down around 6:40 PM, thereabouts.

Around 7:10 PM, I knew the game wasn’t going to start on time.  So, I asked my daughter if she wanted to go out to Monument Par…Kave.

She did – so, we went.  As we were coming back to our seats, we took a look at the Great Hall, from up above, and I saw people walking out of the Stadium.  And, then, I figured bad news was coming…

We went into the Yankees Museum and then I saw the announcement that the game was called.  I reached out to my wife, via the cell, and she said that the Yankees just called our house with an automated message – saying that the game was rained out.  Duh.

So, back to the car, where I just pissed away $40 on parking, and time to head home.  We left the garage around 7:45 PM and I got home around 9:15 PM.

My daughter had fun – enjoyed her sandwich, liked the Monument Park and the museum.  And, she likes the fact that now she can see another game…maybe Sunday…or next year.

But, boy, do I feel like a sucker.  I should have stayed home, never left, saved the gas and tolls – and the time in traffic! – and got a credit for the parking – and I still would have been able to get my rain-check on a game that anyone with a half a brain would have called this afternoon, based on the forecast.

MLB sucks for allowing this to go until just past seven to pull the plug.  It’s just stupid and inconsiderate.  And, I’m a sucker for playing into it.

Gee, Mark, maybe if you get your batting average up to a respectable level, then the booing that’s about to start at home won’t happen too!

Why MLB made the Yankees play last night – and screw their fans – makes little sense, no?

Just like Mike Griffin, he’s fooled us long enough. We found out about him today. That should do it for him.

Cashman can take the objective pipe and stick it up his poop chute.

Burnett is a turd. And, he must be flushed.

Instead of picking up the game, I decided to watch Predators on HBO In Demand. (I had never seen it before tonight.)

The movie ended just after the final out of the Yankees game – just in time for me to catch the recap of what happened.

A Burnett melt-down in the sixth.  Mo taken yard in the ninth.  And, the Grandy Man getting “Jeff Nelson’ed” to end it with the winning run at the plate.

Granted, I only saw the “low-lights,” but, is it just me, or, is this possibly the worst Yankees game of the season to date?

It’s the same amount as he had in June and August of last year.

And, it’s the same as the amount he had in August of 2009.

Zero.

Think about that.  This guy has pitched 16 months of regular season baseball for the Yankees to date, never  missing a turn.  And, in 25% of those months, he failed to win a single game.

Burnett is the 8th highest paid pitcher in baseball today.  He should be an ace at that salary.  But, he’s far from that.  What a joke.