Listen: When Travis Hafner goes or an MRI, you better get his mailing address, because the money question is whether it's weeks or months. That shoulder is going to look like a Doppler radar shot of Topeka during a tornado.
But am I right in wondering how this is so perfectly engineered? It's like a spooky math equation on Bill Nye the Science Guy: Grandy comes back just as the Hafner goes down? Granderson's return meant somebody had to take the Scranton bullet - unless... OMG! Bam... down goes Hafner?
I'm sorry. This is scary. Before, the injuries were just weird. Now, I'm not buying the corporate line that it's random math. Either the universe is messing with us, or something else is up. Yeahp, I'm asking the question here:
Is somebody is pruning the Yankee olive tree? Is one of our players a Dexter, an "angel of mercy?" Does he go around secretly causing injuries, for the equilibrium of the team?
Right now, the Yankees are an injury library. We check out a player, hurt him, then take him back in two weeks and check out a new one. Does anybody out there not believe that on the night before Teixeira returns, Lyle Overbay won't need an appendectomy? And when Michael Pineda comes back - yeah, I know, the asteroid will hit first - he'll probably wipe out half our staff. We should wrap Andy Pettitte in bubble tape.
This is freaky. I half expect to see Rod Serling pop up in the Yankee dugout: "Curtis Granderson has returned, in perfect health, but in the next few hours, the strange area known as the Yankiverse - is about to learn that when someone checks in, a price must be tendered... and in the shadowy chalk lines between fair and foul... for Curtis Granderson to play, someone else must drop... Submitted for your approval, a hit and run strategy in our next stop -- not Cleveland - but the Twilight Zone."