Grandy, a long term contract? You gotta be kidding me.

Today's fodder from the "When Hell freezes over" file: Curtis Granderson says he'd like a long-term Yankee contract. Yeah, and I'd like a date with Beyonce.

That's Curtis Granderson, who struck out 195 times last year en route to a .232 batting average that plunged off a cliff around June 15.

That's Curtis Granderson who became a HR-or-K hitter - negating the foot-speed that had been so much of his game.

That's Curtis Granderson, whose change in style two years ago seemingly saved him from being a platoon hitter, a guy who couldn't touch lefties with a tennis racket, and who suddenly regressed.

That's Curtis Granderson, who in the post-season last year struck out 7 times in 11 at bats.

He'll be 32 this year. Do we want him at 36?


Listen: The Grandyman is a prince of a guy, arguably the greatest humanitarian on the Yankees. He's smart, he's got a future in broadcasting or whatever he wants. I would be happy to have him a YES broadcaster. But 195 times last year, I cursed his putrid name. I'm sorry. One of the few benefits of payroll austerity is going to be saying no to 200 strike outs a year. And if he bounces back? Well, we've already seen him bounce back once. We know what happens eventually. He's a recidivist.