Maybe it’s his cousin’s sister’s friend, or something. Maybe his wife, Cynthia, knows all about it. Maybe it’s harmless, innocent. Or just maybe -- like some of us have long been saying -- Alex Rodriguez is far from the Boy Scout he tries to portray himself as.
This morning’s New York Post features a cover photo of the New York Yankees third baseman gallivanting around Toronto with a blond bombshell under the headline “Stray-Rod.” The two had dinner at a restaurant, went to a strip club and eventually retired to the former Texas Rangers’ hotel room. A-Rod, somehow still on the Rangers’ payroll for three more years, had “no comment” when asked about his night on the town without his wife or 2½-year-old daughter, Natasha.
Me, I'd explain the relationship/situation. That is, if there’s nothing to hide. Because “no comment” only opens up more doors to more dimly lit rooms.
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Whether he’s lying about playing poker in illegal clubs, trying to bitch-slap the ball out of a first baseman’s glove, blaming his dying uncle on another crappy post-season or saying his superfluous night life has nothing to do with him going to counseling, A-Rod always comes off disingenuous.
In the July 15, 2004, issue of American Way magazine, A-Rod responded to a Q about his hometown Miami night life with this A: “I’m not a nightclub guy, so I’m the wrong person to ask.” He also duped Sports Illustrated columnist and nine-time National Sportswriter of the Year Rick Reilly when, in the July 5 issue of the magazine, he asked about A-Rod’s post-game routine.
“Actually, after a day game, I just like to come back to the apartment and watch the replay,” A-Rod told SI. And when you really want to get crazy? “Honestly?” A-Rod responded. “What I love to do is go to the Metropolitan Museum and see the Impressionists. I could do that for hours.”
What he calls “Impressionists,” the rest of us refer to as “trouble.” Still, I wonder how big a deal this latest story would be if A-Rod’s Yankees weren’t a whopping 14 ½ games behind the hated Red Sawx? --Richie Whitt