Sundown is near, the Yankiverse is heating-up from Cashman-made emissions, and Hell (aka Scranton) is facing a flood. Cuts are coming, and maybe the long prophesied trades of Rob Refsnyder and - gulp - Brett Gardner. By my count, we have 29 heads for 25 caps and, in particular, the outfield's jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive. There's Gardy, Hicks, Judge, Ellsbury, Holliday, Ref - and the competent Mason Williams as the ghost of an afterthought. Somepin's gotta give.
Today, the Post's George King says Aaron Hicks is enjoying an Arab spring. (Last year, he sucked in Tampa, by the way.) Could Hicks be our Jackie Bradley Jr., the slow-developer who rewards Yankee patience? (That's a phrase you never expected to hear: "Yankee patience.") Considering Aaron Judge's wingspan and trebuchet-like mechanics, a RF platoon looks dubious. So the $64 million question: Would Girardi have the stones to bench an under-performing Ellsbury, with four-years remaining on his ticket? Nobody knows. But if Ellsbury under-performs, as he did last year, a dam in Hell might burst.
King also says the Evils are lapdancing Refsnyder to interested teams, hoping to snag a suitor whose already swallowed the single-pack Viagra. Yesterday, they showed him to the Rays, re-enacting the coming out party for Brooke Shields in "Pretty Baby." Frankly, I hate this. For four years now, I've rooted for Ref. I think the Yankees completely botched his development. If he ends up in Tampa, I believe he will haunt 16 times-a-season for the next five years. Isn't there an NL team on the West Coast that can seduced by a bra-less virgin?
Though only charged with one error, Reuben Tejada - battling to be the April Didi - yesterday botched three plays at 2B, according to Newsday's Anthony Reiber. He also hit a HR. Pete Kozma played SS, went 1-3. Ronald Torreyes played 3B - 0-2 with a sac fly. Tyler Webb, the people's choice, didn't play a down, not even on punt returns. Joel Sherman explains why. Like I said, it's about to get crowded in Hell.