Say it ain't so, Robby Cano. At the risk of sounding like a combination of a bad John Sterling home run call and a possibly apocryphal tale of a young boy and Shoeless Joe from Hannibal Mo., I can't help but be saddened by the thought that now both of the C and C boys have been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.
I remember the forever smile on the face of the young Robby, as he and Melky Cabrera emerged as future stars of a team in the midst of a seemingly dynastic run. Enthusiasm, exuberance and innocence permeating their very beings. Now in retrospect, your photo of Robby and Melky high fiving with A-Rod close at hand, stands not so much as testament but question mark.
He was and will forever be a great player, possessed of such an easy grace around second base that it made it appear, at times, he wasn't even trying. His bat whipping through the zone as the reincarnation of Rod Carew. The game played with the skill and joy with which it was intended.
But now there is a stain upon his legacy that neither time nor distance can ever erase. As we look back on a career that led this man to unfathomable riches, we wonder how much of the loot was pilfered and how much earned. And worse, how much of our love for everything Robby, was based on a lie.
The Hall light, and the one in our hearts, may just have been turned off. Say it ain't so, Robby Cano.
2 comments:
How true. It was his second huge mistake. The first was agreeing to a more lucrative contract with the Mariners when staying in New York would have ultimately been better both financially and career wise with the short porch in right field and greater exposure. His move certainly hurt the Yankees and I think he has hurt himself perhaps irreparably.
JE
Maybe Yankees did not want to re-sign him for big money because they suspected the A Rod influence
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