Don't Just Do Something, Stand There.

(From the occasionally challenged computer of HoraceClarke66.)

All right, I'm pulling my chair up to the potbelly stove to join this discussion—careful to keep it a prescribed six feet from the rest of you armchair wizards.

Yes, Brain Cashman—perhaps he really IS a brain, some sort of evil genius who is just doing this as an abstract exercise in logic—has put our favorite ballteam in a nearly impossible position.  

To paraphrase Robert Duvall in The Godfather, they (the real contenders in baseball) have the pitchers, and they're the best things to have. So how do we get them?

The Yankees seem to have two sorts of players available to trade:

—Valuable pieces such as LeMahieu and Voit, who led the league in batting and home runs, respectively, but who won't bring in top arms.

—Dubious pieces such as Giancarlo Stanton and Miguel Andujar, who MIGHT have something left. But who won't bring in any arms of any worth whatsoever.

So what to do?  

Nothing.

There is nothing we CAN do.  Sure, sign the Korean shortstop (He's almost certainly better than Wade and Estrada. Combined.) Find some way to put Gary Sanchez out of his misery, or at least New York. Snap up some fresh bullpen meat, sign Tanaka for a year or two, if we can. 

That's probably it. But above all, don't believe that we have too many people for too few positions, or anything like that. Stand there, do nothing, and about two weeks into spring training, your New York Yankees will have two, or three, or four regulars out for some unknown period with one mysterious ailment or another.  

Or as Calvin Coolidge put it—this is NOT a political statement!—"When you see ten troubles coming down the road, nine of them will fall into a ditch before they reach you."

When you see ten Yankees coming down the road, nine of them will strain a calf.