It’s our turn. The Derek Jeter Farewell Tour arrives at Fenway Tuesday night. I’m sure the “Derek Jeter You-Know-What” T-shirts will be coveted items.
I don’t have one. Don’t want one. I think they are stupid and embarrassing and unbecoming for a baseball constituency that likes to portray itself to the outside world as enlightened when it comes to appreciating athletic greatness. OK, I could understand the sentiment in a good-natured way as long as Nomah was a prime rival. But Nomah has retired and gone over to the Dark Side, a member, although he would never look at it that way, of the media he so despised. But that’s a story for another day.