Brian Cashman just picked either a future great Yankee outfielder in the mold of Ruth, DiMaggio, Mantle, Maris, Jackson, Winfield, O'Neill, and Williams or a future Bond villain. I mean, couldn't you just see Cash and his minions sitting in the Yankees war room, trying to find the prospect with the coolest name to draft?
Thankfully, he's not drafted as a pitcher, so that should be one less patient for Dr. Andrews. And here's hoping he isn't Facebook friends with bonus-baby Gerrit Cole.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Welcome to the Bronx...Slade Heathcott!
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