We Are Down To Two Choices

We have now passed on every meaningful free-agent from Manny to Dallas.

Even in the view of a pitching staff under collapse.

So we are down to this;

Choice 1.  Re-read El Duque's fourth paragraph.

 If that becomes the truth ( high probability ) , and we don't win the world series as a direct result, I am simply going to drop baseball into the cellar.   And not pay attention.  And not care.  Hal, Brian, and all their catchy rhetoric can reside in my ass.  The Yankees will be dead to me because the game plan for the present will reflect the game plan for the future.  And I want no part of that.

Choice 2.  Play the hand we have.

This means we bring up Chance Adams and that lefty.  We wait for the return of Luis Severino and maybe Montgomery.  Dellin returns to make the  bullpen longer. A poker is stuck up the behind of Paxton and he pitches like someone worth money.

And the young kids, including Frazier, develop into stars in front of our eyes.  We win or lose, but at least that is a plan I can support.

But I will not be a part of a society where Hal Steinbrenner feeds his greed at our expense, and lies about it.