Well, he's not dead yet, but the George Steinbrenner era is officially over at Yankee Stadium. As of yesterday, Steinbrenner's younger son, Hal, will take over control of the Yankees. Despite his consistently maniacal (see: Martin, Billy) and often bizarre (see: Mattingly, Don, sideburns of) approach to ownership, nobody can say George Steinbrenner didn't do everything in his power to win. During 35 years in power, George Steinbrenner brought the Yankees to the World Series ten times, won six titles and saw the Yankees become the richest and most powerful sports franchise the wolrd has ever seen. He will be an icon to sports fans and New Yorkers alike as long as those two are still around*. The Boss is dead. Love live The Boss!
* If you think New York will be around until the end of mankind, you have clearly learned nothing from disaster movies. Whether it be a from comet (Armageddon), a massive tidal wave as result of a comet (Deep Impact), some other ludircous tidal wave scenario due to global warming or whatever that bs was (The Day After Tomorrow) or freaking alien death rays (Independence Day), New York is always the first to go. If the Apocalypse ever comes, I'm getting my ass to Montana.
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