Yanks seeking unsignable or sore-armed picks in upcoming draft

Again, 'tis time for us to try and hit a grand slam with nobody on base.

That's a metaphor: It means trying to hit a four-run home run, though nobody is on base.

Each June, that's what we do each June in the New Meat Draft. Lately, we're hitting like Big Papi.

Last year, we selected the star of high school musical, Gerritt Cole, even though he vowed not to sign with us. We showed him he can't tell us what to do. He didn't sign with us. Maybe we'll take him again!

The year before, we nabbed Andrew "the Giant" Brackman, even though his elbow was as blue as Bill O'Reilly's nostrils. He quickly went under the knife and missed 18 months. He now 23 and struggling in Single A. We're still patting ourselves on the back for taking him.

Year before that: Ian Kennedy. Coldfinnnnger! He's the man, the man with Mihhhhdas touch...

Year before that: Oh, fuck this. You get the picture. We try to hit a grand slam blah blah etc..

Granted, drafting new meat is tough. And yep, we got Joba. But everybody else -- Hughes, Gardner, Jackson, Robertson, Melancon -- jury's still out.

When you look at the Redsocks, Blue Jays, et al... who have developed a lot of talent, you wonder WTF? If it's just them being lucky -- surely, part of it is -- it should be our turn.

If it's something else, well...

This year, if our target is 7'2," UCLA-bound and can't grip a salt-shaker, let's let the Marlins have him.