The Cashman LOOGY Curse is one of the Yankees' most frightening certainties: The team - which plays in a LH-hitting bandbox - can never keep a decent lefty-specialist.
Cashman devours their souls like potato chips. Cesar Cabral, Clay Rapata, Boone Logan, Damaso Marte, Mike Dunn, Phil Coke, Aaron Laffey, Raul Valdes, Steve Garrison, Royce Ring, Billy Traber, Kei Igawa, Ron Villone, Mike Meyers, Chase Wright, Matt Smith, Sean Henn, Paul Quantrill, Alan Embree, Alex Graman, Wayne Franklyn, Jason Anderson, Felix Heredia, Brad Halsey, CJ Nitkowsk bi, Gabe White... had enough?
Cabral was a slappy-happy story of spring training. He made the team out of nowhere, looked tough on lefties. We couldn't wait to try him out on Big Papi. Then... whoosh... a few hit batters and a meltdown, and he's gone. And - of course - Matt Thorton has been horrible. And now we have that LeBlank dude, whose name - out of protest - I will purposefully never remember.
I wonder where they will start this kid. Trenton? He's old enough. And Cashman is always looking for another soul. Is Brien Taylor still throwing?