There's a new boss in the house of A-Rod, and sadly it's not Cynthia Rodriguez. The Yankee third-baseman, who famously just renegotiated a $275 million contract with the Steinbrenners without the help of his longtime agent Scott Boras, has hired talent manager Guy Oseary to help steer his career. "He's focusing on baseball and needs someone whose interests are aligned," Oseary told Variety, seeming to imply that he will be A-Rod's only management. "This is to help him have more control of his image and brand." Now, we watched 60 Minutes on Saturday and A-Rod definitely said that he would keep Scott Boras onboard (Boras is getting $15 million from the A-Rod's new contract, even though it was A-Rod's wife, Cynthia, who coached him through it). "There hasn't been a lot of talking back and forth" between Boras and A-Rod, the Yankee explained, but it seems like they're still working together. Which is confusing, considering that Variety says they're not. But it's not as confusing as the fact that A-Rod hired Oseary in the first place. Oseary, who co-founded Maverick Records in the eighties, only has entertainment clients like Madonna, Lenny Kravitz, David Blaine, and the show Last Call With Carson Daly. Which we can only guess means that television, music, or magic is somewhere in A-Rod's near future. We're hoping for all three.
A-Rod Bats for Oseary's Team [Variety]
Earlier:Scott Boras Out, Cynthia Rodriguez In?
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As we all know, living in the world, hubris never bites people in the ass the way we want it to. Karl Rove left the White House before anything brought him down, people still read Perez Hilton, and Donald Trump still retains the power of speech. But could it possibly be that Scott Boras, the man who thought he was bigger than the World Series, is finally getting thrown from his high horse? Since it was announced last night that A-Rod went back to the negotiating table with the Yankees — alone — everyone's been speculating on what this means for Boras. L.A. Times columnist Bill Shalkin even calls today "Schadenfreude Day" (which is funny, because we thought every day was Schadenfreude Day).
Did you hear that the Red Sox won the World Series last night? No? Was it because everybody was talking about how A-Rod went free agent, as was announced during the game? After Rodriguez's shameless agent, Scott Boras, upstaged game four by releasing the news during the early innings, it was all anyone could yammer about. Sure, the Series had been a little boring, and yeah, A-Rod has no reason to love the Sox, but couldn't they have at least thrown the Rockies a bone? A young team with a thrilling (if disappointing) moment in the spotlight, having their last moments in the sun robbed by a man who is just hoping to make more money next year. Kinda sucks, huh? Anyway, if you didn't hear about the Red Sox last night on TV or radio, surely you saw the news in this morning's paper. Oh, you didn't? You must read the Daily News or the Post, where the Series news was relegated to tiny text ribbons on the front and back pages, dwarfed by coverage of the Yankees. Well, just FYI: The Red Sox won the World Series. Not that you wanted to know. You're a New Yorker, after all.
A-Rod Putting Himself Above the Game [ESPN]
A-Rod and ur-agent Scott Boras dined at Nello's. Eva Mendes hopped in the wrong limo. New York's First Lady Silda Wall Spitzer told attendees of a More-magazine convention that the best advice she ever got was "either piss or get off the pot." Cisco Adler and Lydia Hearst were cozy at Bungalow 8. Jann Wenner was widely mocked at the 30th reunion party of the Rolling Stone staff from 1977 (everyone gave him the finger in the group photo, and no one drank the Champagne he sent). Joaquin Phoenix hung up on a reporter from Time Out after she asked him what he did to prepare for his roles. Single-again Nick Cannon hung out with a bunch of beauty-pageant queens at Tenjune.
When my editors and I were finishing up last week's story about Alex Rodriguez's (and agent Scott Boras's) hold on Yankees Nation, our main concern was whether we spelled "vituperate" correctly (we had) and whether anyone had taken a photo of Yankees COO Lonn Trost in the last ten years (apparently not). The piece was meant to capture a unique snapshot in the history of a team that has owned this town for a decade, a once-dictatorial enterprise facing a pivotal moment and held hostage by the best baseball player on the planet and his evil-genius agent. I didn't expect much fuss.
But when the Post printed an excerpt from the story in its Sunday editions about discussions Boras had with a group trying to buy the Chicago Cubs, saying Boras had talked about A-Rod potentially owning a piece of the team after his career ended, I was sucked into the all-too-familiar sports-news-cycle vortex.