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Looks like karma is catching up with Lenny Dykstra


Former Phillies reliever Mitch Williams  said it best regarding Lenny Dykstra (or something to this extent on the 610 WIP Morning Show): In life, there is a "what goes around stage" and a "comes around stage." Lenny is definitely in the "comes around stage."Lenny Dykstra

Yeah, Mitch is pretty much dead on with that assessment. In recent years, Dykstra has never hesitated to throw Williams under the bus, often throwing out zingers regarding Williams' performance in the 1993 World Series. This however, is the least of Dykstra's problems right now. Allegations of perjury, sexual harassment, credit card fraud, stock fraud, insurmountable debt, and even vandalism of property are some of the issues "Nails" is facing.

Lenny Dykstra never bothered to treat anyone with respect. He was as reckless off the field as he was on it. And now, it is coming back to him in spades.

As a fifteen year-old batboy for the Phillies, I experienced this firsthand. I happened to be taking the place of their regular batboy on a summer night in 1993, when Dykstra asked me to get something for him. Only problem was, he mumbled it to me as he was walking away. When I asked him what he said, he responded by screaming at me in a rather vengeful tone. I had a job to do, so I didn't dwell on it. Plus, I weighed 120 pounds soaking wet at the time, and being that Lenny was hopped up on the juice (which was now "unofficially-officially" confirmed just the other day), getting in his face was not exactly an option for a then-little runt like myself. I know it's crazy, but I seriously thought to myself right after our exchange that "He's probably going to lead off the game with a home run, and I'm gonna have to give him a high five at home plate. I just know it."

Well, my worst fears were confirmed when Dykstra sent a Jack Armstrong pitch into the right field seats to give the Phils a 1-0 lead over the first year Florida Marlins. I went nowhere NEAR home plate. Partly because I was freaked out, and also because I thought he was a major ass. The Phils won the game, and Terry Mulholland, Danny Jackson, Ricky Jordan, and Larry Bowa were awesome guys who treated me really well. Mike Schmidt was even there before the game and he was great, too. When you're 15 years old and you barely survived your freshman year of high school, that means a lot to a young kid, and it still does almost 20 years later. I still rooted for Dykstra because of my love for the Phillies. The '93 squad is my favorite Phillies team ever. I just had the misfortune of finding out how he really was up close and personal.

Growing up, I modeled the way I played baseball after Lenny Dykstra and Pete Rose. Back in the day, I was incredibly small with no real natural athletic talent. Everything I got, worked seven times harder than everyone else. So it really stunk when Dykstra and Rose were both creeps when I met them. It was not that much of a shock to see Dykstra pop off like that, though. All you had to do was watch his actions on the field to get a glimpse into his demeanor. I had heard all about Dykstra and some of his escapades through some reliable people. I knew how he once tried to pick up a girl from my town, but then sped off in his Mercedes when he found out she was only 16. When Dykstra was sued for sexual harassment by a young female employee at his car wash, I was not at all phased. Moreover, I wasn't surprised when Dykstra's car washes in California were successful  after he retired from baseball. You can do many things with the $24.9 million the Phillies gave him after 1993, including eventually squandering it.

I was FLOORED however, that Dykstra was practically labeled a "financial genius" by CNBC's Jim Cramer a few years later. He became a columnist for Cramer's site www.TheStreet.com  and for the next several years, he offered stock tips to subscribers. People marvelled at Dykstra's accuracy for choosing particular stocks. Dykstra's success rate was rather uncanny. A little too uncanny.

However, it wasn't until 2007 when Randall Lane  (who discusses Dykstra in his new book The Zeroes: My Misadventures in the Decade Wall Street Went Insane, was hired by Dykstra to produce "The Player's Club," a magazine Dykstra was starting that was geared towards professional athletes. When Lane got the screws put to him by Dykstra regarding a financial newsletter Lane suggested Dykstra start, Lane uncovered that Dykstra took $250,000 in private stock in exchange for plugging the company ATV on Cramer's site. Allegedly, Dykstra promised access to Cramer in exchange for the stock tips. Real nice, biting the hand of a guy who tries to give you credibility you don't even deserve. That is the abridged version of this story, but I'm sure you've heard most of it before.

When it rains, it pours. Dykstra's wife has filed for divorceHe is in reportedly in debt for $31 million dollars and owes several banks a great deal of cash, he had to sell his 1986 World Series ring to a pawn shop of all places (according to a video), he has reportedly swindled his brothers and even his own mother in regards to credit card fraud for his jet. There have been reports he has lied under oath and improperly sold assets from both of his foreclosed California homes. For a short time, he was living out of his car.

Man oh man. This is your life, Lenny Dykstra. You and Bernie Madoff  should be best friends. You truly make Rose look like Dale Murphy these days. Make no mistake everyone, there's no hidden agenda here just because the guy popped off to me as a teenager, either. You have to shovel a lot of you know what for a long time and step on a lot of people along the way in order for someone to be this knee deep in trouble.

Lenny Dykstra did just that, and now he's practically digging his own grave. Being in trouble all by yourself is a lonely place to be.

Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

Contact Joe Vallee at jvallee@philly2philly.com

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