The House That Ruth Built

The Curse of the Bambino on George Steinbrenner and all of the Yankee management who supported the desertion of The House that Ruth Built for a new flesh pit with all the color and class of a cat box, hope you get what you deserve.

The New York Yankees are one of the fortunate franchises which supersedes its identity as a sports team and burned into the collective psyche is Baseball.
Was this because of the owner, the wins, the fans, the history, the legends or was it because of all of its assets, the New York Yankees had Babe Ruth.

Ruth untouched by time stands alone among ball players; he simply is the greatest player ever to pick up a bat. Yes, his records have been broken, broken by midgets on steroids or by greybeards playing into the twilight. The Babe did it all of beer and broads and late nights and cigars and still when it came time to play he was a ball player.

And because of Ruth, this team became not only America’s team but the World’s team; nobody can take their eyes off those pin stripes. His reward is an empty shell, the gutted hulk of what was the cathedral of baseball.

If baseball survives this time of drug scandals and greed and neglect of the fans that finance its excesses it will do so without the clout and the class of Ruth and his house of dreams.