Through his lawyer,
Jim Leyritz has released his first public statement since getting
drunk at his birthday party, driving home and killing Fredia Ann Veitch, a 30-year-old wife and mother of two. From the
New York Daily News:
"Due to the tragic and unfortunate events of Dec. 28, 2007, Mr. Leyritz and his family wish to express their deepest sympathies and condolences" to the Veitch family, [Jeffrey] Ostrow said.
"Sympathies and condolences"? He can't do better than that? Who the hell
doesn't offer their sympathies and condolences to the Veitch family? What he should be offering is what no one else in the world can: his apologies. Leyritz is telling the world that he feels bad, not that he feels sorry -- sorry for being either too cheap or too thoughtless to call a cab, sorry for
driving on a license that was already suspended, sorry for having a history of being a drunk who gets thrown out of bars:
"I can't tell you how many times he was escorted out of the bar by the cops because that's how much of a drunk he is," said Ingrid Mahabir, a waitress at the Original Steakhouse and Sports Theater.
A bartender there, who recalled both herself and Veitch serving Leyritz drinks in the past, said, "He's a known drunk around here."
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Mahabir said her bar is a hangout for off-duty cops, who sometimes escorted Leyritz out after he over-imbibed, and who told stories about him haughtily saying, "Don't you know who I am?" when they pulled him over for traffic violations.
Yes, we do know who you are. You're an irresponsible, immature, pathetic excuse of a man. You're a drunk, a former journeyman big-leaguer who thinks 15 minutes of fame 11 years ago in the 1996 World Series can get you some kind of permanent "get of jail free" card. Let's see what that's worth now. Have fun in prison, hero.
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