July 27, 1998 Issue
"This year, it feels like we're working on a classic."
-- Yankees pitcher David Cone, from "Damn Good Yankees"
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Damn Good Yankees
BY CHRIS SMITH
Before David Wells's perfect game, they looked like mere front-runners; since then, the Yankees have seemed invincible. With the whiners of '96 gone, they also resemble something unheard-of these days: a team.
Her sizzling South Beach nightclub solidified Miami's hot-spot status, and her girlfriends Madonna and Sandra Bernhard have made Ingrid Casares the "It" girl of the beau (or at least the demi-) monde. So why can't she catch a break in New York?
Since moving his headquarters from Vienna to Greene Street, fashion designer Helmut Lang has been rattling Seventh Avenue, not only with the most singular collection of the season but also with his go-it-alone business strategy.
In the battle to challenge the Fonz, Gerry Ferraro may not be as far out front as you think
BY HAL RUBENSTEIN
Ken Aretsky finally gets serious about the food at Patroon
Bread-and-butter Bonnard; inflatable bags; classy plastic totes
Sony's new bantamweight notebook; Aiwa's jogproof disc player
Sales & Bargains
Sexy underthings; eveningwear; thank-you notes; financial advice
Steven Spielberg's Saving Private Ryan is a stunning war epic
BY JOHN SIMON
Even with Helen Hunt and Paul Rudd, Lincoln Center Theater's Twelfth Night is all wet
Lincoln Center Festival's Patience & Sarah is a rare -- and moving -- opera about women in love