Head Up, Slugger (page 34149)
And the natives have turned on their own in New York and at least one Yankee can’t believe it: Nick Swisher says, “That’s the last thing that I ever thought would be in this ballpark, that people would get on you that bad. Especially your home, where your heart is, where you’ve been battling and grinding all year long. It’s just frustrating, man. You never want to be in that spot. It’s not like you’re trying to go out there and do bad on purpose. It’s just tough, man … It hurts.” Come on, Nick, really. You know the drill. Good guy? They don’t give a damn. Gave your heart and soul to the team and city. Doesn’t matter. You’re hitting a buck fifty four, with no bombs, one steak, and you’re losing flyballs in the lights, so you’re their goat. If it’ll make you feel betse are the same folks who booed Derek Jeter. Furthermore, if you do get right, they’ll turn back just as quickly as they turned on you in the first place. And if you don’t, well… that series isn’t coming back to New York anyway and neither are you since your contract is up. So it’s all good. Head up, slugger.