The New York Post, in its ongoing quest to drive Alx Rodriguez as far as possible from Gotham, is trying to push a story this morning that centers around A-Rod’s wife and a t-shirt. In a story that the Post trumps on the FRONT PAGE this morning, A-Rod’s embattled wife wore a white tank top to a Yankees-A’s game this weekend and on the back of the shirt, in some kind of funky gothic lettering were fightin’ words: F*$k You.

Kids were appalled!
People moved seats to get away from nasty swear words! (They went to their homes in Connecticut)
Security was notified! (But did nothing)

As if this rubbish wasn’t enough, hacky columnist Joel Sherman continues to beat his GET A-ROD OUT OF TOWN drum. If we had the energy, or gave half a shit about this story, we might try to draw a parallel of how when A-Rod’s hot and things are swell, Sherman has the cheerleader uniform on; once things go sour, he dips into the closet for the Grim Reaper’s cape. It’s tired. And trite. And to compare an A-Rod deal to Herschel Walker is ridiculous for too many reasons to name. Wait … is this the same A-Rod that was being talked about being dealt for Chone Figgins, a minor leaguer, and Ervin Santana during spring training?

And kill us now if this is the crap we’re going to have to endure all week leading up to and during the All-Star break.

Mrs. A-Rod is a Bronx F-Bomber (NY Post)
Making A-Move (NY Post)