A guy at the radio station said to me yesterday, "Really sad about Lenny Dykstra."
Dykstra was sentenced to three years in prison on grand theft auto charges in California. He also is facing numerous charges later this year for his financial shenanigans.
I replied, "Sad? Why?"
To be honest, I don't give two craps about Lenny Dykstra and his legal issues. I'm glad he's going to jail. You rip people off, you get strung out on drugs and whatever else he was on and you act like a creep (exposing himself to hired help from Craigslist ads...allegedly) then you deserve to be sent away. Although with overcrowding in California prisons, he might not actually serve time or very little time of his three year sentence. California's new slogan should be, "Do the crime, do no time." If I were a miscreant, California would be the place for me. But I'm not. By the way, who in their right mind would live in California these days? Maybe in the 50's and 60's it was idyllic. But now? Not unless you like a state that's broke, high taxes, smog, earthquakes, gangs, riots, wildfires, traffic and has the Dodgers.
Went off on a little tangent there. Back to Dykstra, who I actually enjoyed watching play. Screw him. He was a Major League ballplayer, made a fortune in baseball with help from his steroid-enhanced physique, made even more money in the car wash business which he supposedly sold for 60-million dollars and he ends up broke and in debt? So much so that he has to rip people off left and right? Stealing was acceptable in baseball for Lenny but he doesn't understand that you can't do that in real life. His avarice did him in and he has no one to blame but the bloated, incoherent mumbler he sees in the mirror everyday. Unless he's pawned his mirrors for some petty cash. Now his new scams will be to rip people off in prison for some smokes.
So no, I don't feel sad or sorry for that pathetic scumbag Lenny Dykstra. He's a bum.