Jesus or Doc: Which is better? Christmas Morning or Christmas Eve?

That's the issue, Yankiverse.

Yesterday at Trenton, Jesus Montero whacked his 6th home run in barely a moon. He hit a clutch grand slam that tied the game in the late innings. He is becoming baseball's the most famous prospect.

Of course, that doesn't mean he'll be any good. But it does mean we get to fantasize about him, which can get the dirty job done on cold, lonely nights, if you know what I mean.

In other words, with Jesus, it's Christmas Eve. We're always anticipating how great it's going to be tomorrow. We can't wait! And that's the best part about Christmas, right?

Or is it Christmas morn, when we unwrap the gifts, put batteries in the fighting robot and sic it on the cat. If that's the best part, we should trade Jesus for Roy Halladay ASAP.

Obviously, other prospects would go -- all imaginary gifts for some future Christmas -- but we'll have our fighting robot out of the package and into the kitchen.

Well, what do we like the most... the night before or the night after?