TAMPA, Fla. — The day after he arrived for spring training, Alex Rodriguez sat at an interview table and waxed about how free he felt compared with his arrival last year. No questions about whether the Yankees wanted him, about how he would perform after a yearlong drug suspension or how the fans would react to his return.
It was liberating, he said, not to carry “all this luggage with me.”
Rodriguez meant baggage, but no one needed to correct him — not when he played for an organization that was home for so many decades to the master of the malaprop, Yogi Berra.