SI.com is running an excerpt from the book we all know about by now.

So, do you want me to manage?

Joe Torre began the meeting with that simple question. He was sitting in the Legends Field office of George Steinbrenner. There was a time, as recently as only 24 months earlier, when Torre could look the Boss in the eye and propose that question, and he would get an answer that would let him know exactly where he stood. But Steinbrenner ­wasn't the Boss anymore; he was the aging patriarch of a seven-man tribunal. His family members and front-office lieutenants went through the exercise of playing to tradition and formality, anyway. Steinbrenner sat at his desk and the others sat at the table that ran lengthwise away from his desk. There was Torre, of course; and Steinbrenner's two sons, Hank and Hal; George's son-in-law, Felix Lopez; team president Randy Levine; chief operating officer Lonn Trost; and general manager Brian Cashman, who sat behind Torre's right shoulder.

And it goes on from there. There is nothing really new or shocking in this excerpt, mostly stuff we already knew.

All the same, I couldn't help but have a pit in my stomach while I read it. I want to read the book and I don't all at the same time. Here's hoping the post-Torre era in the Bronx get a little sunnier this year.