FIFTY THOUSAND MOONS
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Posted by el duque at 7:49 AM
With two rotten months in the books, the 2016 Yankees' wild card dream remains as solvent as the ooze from Kim Kard- WAIT A MINUTE, DAMMIT, LET'S DROP THE SNARK! I need to talk about CC Sabathia and Carlos Beltran.
In mid-April, I would have happily traded both for Robbie Cano's cabana boy, and tossed in Randy Levine's weave as a garnish. I vowed to never forgive Sabathia for falling apart last fall on Wild Card Eve - though, to be sure, alcoholism is one frickin' nasty disease, and in my worst angry-fan-lunatic tirades, when I call for people to be boiled in oil, I wouldn't wish that fate to be visited on anyone. As for Beltran, he stood like a statue - literally, in RF - to the monumental hubris of the Yankees. Two more guys playing well beyond their sell dates.
For the last eight months, they have served as my personal pinatas, whenever I needed someone to blame for the sorry condition of the Yankees. (Though I've tried not to hit the players, but focus on Exhibit Number One, a certain heir to the pocketbook.) And don't get me wrong: The Yankees are a long way from the dim light down the tunnel. They have merely beaten a few teams that are a weekend away from Philadelphia 76ers status - that is, piling up losses for some future draft. When we play the big boys, we'll see what this team has, and we might not like it.
I don't know where CC be a month from now. Neither does he. And if he collapses, you can bet I'll eat his liver with fava beans. But the guy has been more than a comeback. His pitching is nothing short of inspirational. Eight months ago, he was in rehab.
All season, we've wondered what - if anything - Cashman could get for Sabathia and/or Beltran. The debate will continue through July 31, when the cards get called.
I just hope both players get the chance to play for a team chasing a pennant, not a wild card. But whatever their fates, damn, I hereby tip my hat to them.