Did somebody slip something into my Metamucil?
Imagine it: A guy who, over the next year, could actually improve... instead of just staggering onward to wring out one last big contract payday.
OMG! Think about it: A guy who, if he tweaks something, won't necessarily take six months to heal.
Wait: I just had another thought: He's a homegrown Yankee, like Gardy... If he can play in NYC, he can play anywhere.
Ooo! Ooo! Our farm system actually developed somebody!
Wait! We don't even have a concrete ceiling for this guy. Who knows? We might even get his best year, playing for the Yankees... instead of signing him for the last five, at age 38!
What is the world coming to?