There was a
time, believe it or not, when Alex Rodriguez was
popular. Really, genuinely, popular. Granted, it wasn't recently -- you'd have
to go back to the Clinton Administration -- but as a young shortstop for the
Seattle Mariners in the late 1990s, A-Rod was considered one of the game's true
bright lights.
It wasn't just
because of his on-the-field accomplishments, though these were remarkable: In
1996, at an age (20) when most players were in college or the low minor
leagues, Alex Rodriguez was already the
best in the American League. But A-Rod, too, was a saint: a humble, decent
(Christian, natch) young man who called his mom five times a week, avoided
alcohol, and worshipped his veteran teammates. "A guy this sweet,"
wrote Gerry Callahan in a fawning profile of Rodriguez for Sports Illustrated
that year, "must be hiding some cavities."
If only Callahan
knew what was coming. Seventeen years later, this very same Alex Rodriguez is the most hated player in
baseball.
How hated? His
fellow players voted him as the "biggest phony" in the majors. His
own boss, New York Yankees General Manager Brian Cashman, told the media that
he should "shut the fuck up" after A-Rod tweeted his satisfaction at
being medically cleared to play. (Cashman disagreed with this diagnosis). His
own fans boo him mercilessly. And The New York Post, its finger forever on the
city's pulse, summed up its feelings for Rodriguez with this headline:
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