As we all know, Hank Steinbrenner has clearly inherited the blowhard gene from his father. SI's John Rolfe explores the similarities between the two: http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2007/writers/john_rolfe/10/30/hank.george/index.html ]Hammerin' Hank Kid Steinbrenner already sounds like his old man "I'm fed up with his attitude. He ought to realize that his lack of hitting lately has killed us." Hank Steinbrenner talking about the going-going Alex Rodriguez, right? Try vintage George, June 1985. The target of his blustery wrath: Don Mattingly, who had dared carp about off-day workouts. But you gotta hand it to Hank. Since the curtain started coming down on the Joe Torre/A-Rod era, he's found himself in the spotlight and is already well on his way to succeeding his storied pop in the blunt public pronouncement department. Along with that trademark steely Steinbrenner gaze and eagerness to seek out the nearest microphone, Hank has got his dad's verbal dart deal down pat. Consider his question to Tyler Kepner of The New York Times concerning Mr. Rodriguez leaving the team: "Does he want to go into the Hall of Fame as a Yankee or a Toledo Mud Hen?" That's classic Boss, by George: "Anybody seen Reggie Jackson? I need a Mr. October and all I've got is a Mr. May -- Dave Winfield." And how about Hank's take on Torre's so-called greatness: "Where was Joe's career in '95 when my dad hired him?" Sounds like dad's take on departed GM Gabe Paul in October 1977, after the Yankees had won their second successive pennant and first World Series since 1962: "You think he made all those moves with this team himself? A brilliant baseball man, yes, but he was getting old. Look, let him have his image if he wants it. I won't say anything bad about Gabe." Hank clearly shares his dad's pride and "our way or the highway" attitude: "If you don't want to be a Yankee and paid what you're being paid, we don't want you, that's the bottom line. If you don't understand the magnitude of being a Yankee and understand what that means, and being the highest-paid player in baseball, I think it's pretty obvious." George (Oct. '77): "I have nothing against long hair, but wearing a Yankee uniform represents tradition. After all, I'm paying the bills and issuing the paychecks around here and I feel a certain way about Yankee tradition." The goal remains the same: Hank: "The point is, the objective of the Yankees since the '20s has been to win a championship every year, just like the objective of Lombardi with the Packers or Belichick with the Patriots. Our goal is to win it every single year, even though we know, obviously, you can't win it every single year. But nothing less than a championship is considered really acceptable." George ('77): "My employees know I'm tough on them, and I am. I demand more of them than they think they're capable of. I don't know of any other way to lead. I'm not here to run a country club." And the expectation of excellent play for excellent pay: Hank: "I don't understand Alex's point of view. But being paid what he would have been paid, you would think at the same time there would be pride in being a Yankee. I mean, come on. Every ex-Yankee I've ever talked to says the same thing: 'Are you kidding me? Everybody wants to be a Yankee.' And it's not the cheap Yankees, either. It's the Yankees who will pay whatever we have to pay. But when he opts out, that is telling us he doesn't want to be a Yankee. If we're going to make you rich and we're going to give you the privilege of being a Yankee, you've got to show us you want to be here." George ('85): "If they're not happy, let them get jobs as cabdrivers, firemen or policemen in New York City. Then they'll see what it's like to work for a living." George's famous pronouncement upon assuming control of the Yankees in 1973 -- "I won't be active in the day to day operations of the club at all. I can't spread myself so thin." -- was weirdly echoed by Hank's clarification of his role in the team's emerging hydra-headed command structure that includes his brother Hal, team president Randy Levine, and GM Brian Cashman: "I'll pay more attention to the baseball part. The stadium, that's more Hal. But basically everything will be decided jointly." George (Oct. '85): "I'm not going to have any input on who the next manager will be. It's up to Clyde King and Woody Woodward. You can hold me to that." Of course, months earlier, George had said that Lou Piniella would manage the team in '86, and that's who got the job. But Hank has assured all that he's not flying solo: "The baseball people we have are the smartest guys in the game. I'm not stupid. It's not like I'm not going to pay attention to what they say." I feel pretty sure that Hank will indeed be more willing to rely on the sage counsel of trusted advisers than his dad did in his impetuous '70s and '80s heyday. To those who fear otherwise, Hank hath prescribed a chill pill: "This is not Iran. Everybody needs to relax. We will have another fine manager. We've got a lot of top prospects, and that's going to bode well for the Yankees for the next 10 years, hopefully. Everybody needs to relax and enjoy what's to come." It sure looks like anyone who ever loved The Boss at his blustery best may be in for another golden age of verbiage courtesy of Hammerin' Hank, what with the Red Sox in great shape for future dominance and the Yankees retooling with a passionate new manager who will be trying to top Torre in a pressure-cooker. But the kid upstairs still has a way to go to top these classics from his old man: "I will never have a heart attack. I give them." (A favorite line.) "I'll be a sonofabitch if I'm going to sit here and sign these paychecks and watch us get our ass kicked." (1975) "The next time you push me to the wall, I'll throw you over it." (To manager Billy Martin in 1977.) "I'm afraid some of my players will get hurt playing defense behind him." (About pitcher Doyle Alexander, who was getting shelled in 1982.) "We were a terrifically boring team last year. I've had heartburn since October thinking about it." (While speaking at Syracuse in Feb. '83) "If my players don't start producing, there will be more fireworks around here by the Fourth of July than anyone can imagine." (April '82) "I guess I am a sonofabitch to work for. I don't know if I'd want to work for me." (March 1981)