Secret Asian Man Edition
Every year around this time I sit at my desk…
(Actually I sit on an old school La-Z-Boy Rocker Recliner
that my son picked up at a garage sale and gave to me as a Father’s Day present)
and stare at a bunch of articles about the Yankee off-season
that I printed out and placed on a trio of presentation boards, and, using push
pins, red string, and an intuitive almost supernatural understanding of the
universe, worthy of at least five seasons of an ABC crime procedural, start to
solve the Yankees myriad issues.
Because, let’s face it, the way this franchise is run is a
crime scene.
But, before I dive in, I want to say something about the La-Z-Boy
Rocker Recliner, the old school ones with the handle, not this push button
bullshit or the ones for people of my age but of more decrepit condition, that
lift the sitter out of the chair by tilting it over so far that it’s either
stand or die.
When I was taking one of two semesters off from college I
worked selling La-Z-Boys.
Even though it was a part time job, I also worked as a TA in a Bronx HS, I was
their number one salesman. Not because I was particularly good at furniture
sales, I wasn’t, the second a swatch book came out my eyes would glaze over,
and don’t get me started on end tables. No really don’t get me started because
to this day I prefer a snack tray, they are easier to move.
The reason I was so good was I understood the concept of the
chair and its importance to the working man.
I would explain that only La-Z-Boy had the independent foot
rest with 36 different settings so you could have your feet up and exactly where
you want them to be WITHOUT having to recline. I’d also show them that because
it’s separate you could lean back and rock without having to have your feet
up. Combine the two and you always find your
most comfortable position.
These were major points in La-Z-Boy’s favor and usually
clinched the deal.
But what made me Number One despite my lack of hours was my
ability to upsell.
I would take the husband aside after distracting the wife
with a swatch book and dreams of end tables, and say…
“Look, I know you plan to buy this one (The lesser model – I
forget its name) but look at it this way, every night for the next ten to
fifteen years, and it has a lifetime warranty on the mechanism by the way, you
are going to sit in this chair.
This is going to be where you relax after a long day of
work. Where you watch TV, have a drink, read the paper… Where you live!
Get the Joe Willie. I
know it’s more than you wanted to spend I get that but, fifteen years of sitting
in a good chair vs. fifteen years sitting on the best chair La-Zy Boy makes… Here, sit in the Namath chair again and then
tell me where you want to sit after you finally get home after a long day at
work. “
CaChing!
May I add, I never felt like I was conning them. It was a
great fucking chair. I bought one myself. (At cost!) Shlepped it up to school when I went back, (Another
great feature - it came apart into two pieces so it could fit in my car) and had the best place to sit on campus.
But I digress..
So, every year I sit in my La-Z-Boy and take a shot at what
next year’s roster could/should be.
The outfield situation aside, the big question right now in
Yankeeland is what Japanese player should we make sure we sign?
We really need to sign one.
The Dodgers are kicking our asses and not just on the field.
The inroads into the Japanese market the franchise made with
Tanaka, Kuroda, and my favorite Yankee of the last twenty years, Hideki Matsui,
are long, long, gone.
Fortunately the available players dovetail perfectly into
our areas of greatest needs, starting
pitcher and corner infielder.
Murakami – 1B and 3B
I thought this guy was perfect until I read on this blog and
elsewhere, that he’s not a particularly good fielder and apparently can’t hit a
fastball above 93 MPH. When I first read
this I was drinking milk and did a spit take worthy of Danny Thomas. So, uh, no!
Kazuma Okamoto 1B and 3B
Missed a lot of games with a left elbow injury. Not a great fielder.
Right handed hitter. Already 30. The Yankees can’t afford to have a left side
of the infield with two guys who can’t play the position.
Solution; Sung Mun
Song 1B 2B 3B
OK he’s Korean and plays in the KGB or whatever their league
is called but he hit’s for power and average and is both a good and a versatile
fielder. Plus we have McMahon as a defensive 3B under contract. Song might even be hand for (forgive me) a
song coming in at below market as Korean players don’t have the cache or the “certainty”
of Japanese players. He has not been
posted yet but the rumor is that he will be soon. This is the guy.
But what of the Japanese market?
Tatsuya Imai – Pitcher
Here’s the thing. The
Yankees can’t afford to have, “Kei Igawa Syndrome’. Yes they lost out on Yamamoto and Sasaki and
the last time they signed a Japanese pitcher on the rebound was a colossal
failure but they have to take the
chance.
They need another starter. Cole, Schmidt, and Rodon won’t be
available to start the season and who knows if they will be any good when they
return. As we learned from their failure to win the division, games in April
count just as much as games in September.
Cashman always talks about a crapshoot.
Roll the dice.
I'd take a chance on Song if he's available. Haven't even seen a picture of him, but might as well if they say he's a good all around ballplayer. Then Cashman can move Jizz Chasm for prospects.
ReplyDeleteVolpe can move to 2B, with what's his name coming back from injury as the utility infielder - the guy who broke his ankle - been so long I can't even remember his name. Cabellero can play SS.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, sign Tatsuya Imai. Again, might as well take a chance. He's not supposed to be quite as good as Yamamoto. But if he was, then the fucking Artful Dodgers would get him too. So a slightly lower tier pitcher but still a good one. I say go for it. They don't have much choice.
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ReplyDeleteThose reclining handles tend to break off after 25 plus years of use.
Then you're stuck in the chair, legs up in the air, not knowing who to call or what to do . . .
"My legs are stuck at position seventeen and I can't get up!"
"Someone HELP ME !"
"HELLLLLLLLLLLP !"
"MEEEEEEEEEEEE !"
"PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE !"
And yes, some never get the help they need.
Days and sometimes weeks go by before . . .
Uhm
Like
You know
Forget it.
It's way too dark to imagine.
Instead, allow me to wish everyone here an Above Average pre-Thanksgiving weekend.
(And if you do happen to own a handle operated recliner, please check the condition of your handle regularly)
Song Sung Blue - Vida Blue's half-Korean son - is ripping up the Japanese leagues.
ReplyDeleteGood one. I see married life agrees with you.
DeletePast time the team embraces the Asian market. And I don’t mean 99 Ranch
ReplyDeleteIf we were the GM, we could also sign Bo Bichette to play 2B. Then the infield would be Song 3B/Cabellero SS/Bichette 2B/Rice 1B.
ReplyDeleteThen they could afford to skimp a bit in the outfield and play Dominguez LF/Grisham CF/Judge RF.
I would still look to move Stanton and Wells.
But lets get serious: none of these moves will happen, right? They might re-sign Austin Slater to play LF. Because that would ensure that Dominguez and Jones stay in the minors. Mediocrity, their aim is mediocrity, whilst kicking the can down the street to El Banco.
I love those electric recliners, even though I hope I never need or own one. One of them is a part of perhaps my favorite Yankee-related moment.
ReplyDeleteMy dad had Parkinson's. By 2009, he was struggling enough that getting in and out of a seat could be problematic, so my mom bought him one of those chairs. It was a godsend (and I say that as a card-carrying atheist).
I was visiting the Boston area that October - a college teammate was being inducted into our alma mater’s athletic hall of fame (we ran track & cross country). I realized I could make it my parents’ condo in Ft. Lee in time for Game 4. So, I headed south for what would be the first time I watched a World Series game with my dad since the ‘70s.
I’m pretty sure you all recall how that game went: the Yankees had a late lead, but Pedro Feliz homered off Joba Chamberlain in the 8th to knot things up.
Then Johnny Damon stole two bases on one play, and Alex Rodriguez laced a ball into the left field corner to score the go-ahead run. I leapt up.
I turned to see my dad leap up as well, arms raised over his head. A guy who couldn’t get out of a chair without assistance, had jumped straight out of his recliner to celebrate the hit.
My brain may - probably will - melt some day, but I hope that moment is one of the memories I hold onto until the end. I don’t know why, at my, or his, or our, age we’re still so invested in this (or any) team, but for all the times I’ve cursed the Yankees (especially recently), I’m pretty grateful for what they contributed, however inadvertently, to the relationship I had with my father and family.
And to that chair, as well.
Great story.
DeleteMy aunt's reclining handle broke in her hand.
ReplyDeleteShe was very sad.
She must have had some grip. I feel bad for your uncle.
ReplyDeleteIn other news Mark Lighter JR. Non tendered. I for one am pleased with this.
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DeleteShe never married . . . 😂
DeleteOh thank Gawd on Cigarette Lighter
Mark
So can I. Kick Genius Cashman upstairs and allow Sabian and Manaya to do the job.
ReplyDeleteYes please
DeleteOh heck, fellas - let's just sign Home Run Murphy or Chop Chop Boogers and let's win this thing! I'll see you all later at the club.
ReplyDeleteOswaldo Cabrera. If he recovers from that broken ankle, he's better than McMahon because he can hit, better than Volpe because he can hit and field, and better than Chisholm because he's not a sometimes airheaded loudmouth.
ReplyDeleteHaven't heard anything about him for a long time now. Wonder how he's doing.