The executive windbag opens the executive mailbag to boss a few more people around!

The Colonel just LOVES a dirty soldier!

Cinco Ocho has a new number! But will $775K fit on the back of his jersey?

The photographer Peter Beard, part-time Afrikaner and half-time Upper East-Sider, says that viruses are borne along the equater because Mother Earth is trying to heal itself. A fever is a forgotten necessary; a good thing. Mr. Beard is an extrap-o-later par non, much envied in this space and that means a com-par-ance (ode to Will.i.am Buckley) with two other topical social fevers, steroids and sub-prime mortgages. Both are hot, to the touch, but overmedicating in the form of bailouts and more bureaucracy will only deal with the symptoms! Is it too much to ask of a lame-duck President, that given the already low approval ratings he let the patients feel a little recessionary and punitive discomfort in the interest of free market social medicinary?

“Don’t worry be Papi” explains where Clemens is going after the All-Star break.

Lights…camera…doh!

Mr. Liquidity talks about his favorite performance enhancer. A glass of the good stuff?

Nothing says Spring Training like the Mississippi dance machine in a merengue shirt!

If the Mitchell Report on Steroids were translated into a single line from the movies it would have to be “Round up twice the amount of usual suspects!”, from the film “Casablanca”. Yes, SonofaSteinbrenner is probably right when he says that the Red Sox got off lightly in the report, but in the larger sense of right and wrong the Yankees and Clemens got what they deserved, as did the German Captain in the final scene with Humphrey Bogart as the Red Sox and Claude Rains as George Mitchell. Let it continue to be a beautiful friendship.

The voice of the uncommon fan, says he too will take one in the rear for the team!