"That kid's a punk," Leyland said. "You don't attack your own players, especially a guy like Jeter. I protect my players to a fault. And I guarantee you that the Yankees won't win a crown under a skipper like that. That kinda thing has no place in baseball. The kid needs to get a clue."
Maty McNeil addressed reporters about the incident later.
"Leyland's on his high horse because he somehow won a fluke crown. We'll see how the Marlins do this year. We'll be playing them in inter-league, by the way, and I'm gonna make Leyland eat his fucking words. How dare he attack me? I'm a brand new manager. I have a little guarantee for Leyland myself: he'll never win another crown: mark my words. Twenty-years from now he'll be crying in front of reporters about how he couldn't get it done."
Jim Leyland smokes Marlboro Reds, Maty McNeil smokes 'Ports. Apparently, these guys have nothing in common.
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