Sunday, November 23, 2025

The road to Hell is paved with cheap Yankee ownership

Posted by el duque at 6:50 AM


Somewhere, Hal is making his budget. If he's not willing to spend, we're going nowhere. 

That's all I got to say today.
 

9 comments:

JM said...

Dear Doug,

As for Tatis, no. You might have heard that this Grisham guy is our centerfielder. We need Bellinger in left because we know he can play there and do a good job.

Riddle me this: what do Machado and the Black Plague have in common? Right. You avoid them.

Cashman isn't addressing SS because tossing Volpe aside would be incredibly embarrassing. And saving his hollow-eyed face is more important to Cashman than winning. He might stick with Ed McMahon at third for the same reason, or because, you know, "underlying numbers" or some such twaddle.

We also need a catcher who can hit as well as catch. Don't see that happening, either. The rotation will be patchwork until Cole, Rodon and Schmidt come back. Then it will still be patchwork, but "good enough." Which goes for the bullpen, too.

Once again, we'll be playing with half a real team and the other half Cashman Follies. Whoopee.

Your pal,
JM

November 23, 2025 at 7:58 AM
Carl J. Weitz said...

El Duque. Sometimes, less is more.

November 23, 2025 at 8:18 AM
JM said...

And sometimes, Les is Nessman.

November 23, 2025 at 8:24 AM
Rufus T. Firefly said...

As God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.

https://youtu.be/lf3mgmEdfwg

November 23, 2025 at 8:45 AM
AboveAverage said...

Sometimes they can….

Until they can’t…….

There's a city in my mind
Come along and take that ride
And it's alright, baby, it's alright

And it's very far away
But it's growing day by day
And it's alright, baby, it's alright

And would you like to come along?
You could help me sing this song
And it's alright, baby, it's alright

They can tell you what to do
But they'll make a fool of you
And it's alright, baby, it's alright

We're on a road to nowhere (hey)
We're on a road to nowhere (hey)
We're on a road to nowhere (hey-hey)

We're on a road to nowhere

November 23, 2025 at 8:54 AM
13bit said...

He's a real nowhere man
Down in Tampa's nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody

Doesn't have a point of view
Cheap as dirt and crying, too
That he's so broke and helpless, too, oh Hal...doo doo doo

Nowhere Hal, please listen
You don't know what you're missing
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command

He's as cheap as he can be
Doesn't care about victory
Nowhere Man can you see me at all?

Nowhere Man, don't worry
Just let Brian make some curry
Leave it all till somebody else lends you a hand

Doesn't have a point of view
Knows not where he's going to
Isn't he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere Man, please listen
Send Randy Levine back to prison
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command

Hal's a real Nowhere Man
Down in Tampa's nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody

November 23, 2025 at 9:29 AM
AboveAverage said...

Excellent- Bit, Bit

November 23, 2025 at 9:56 AM
Rufus T. Firefly said...

AA,

Whenever I hear that song (even when it's sung by the voices in my head, who are tone deaf) I always think of a (car) trip in the 80's into the semi outback of far north Queensland in an open top jeep.

I pulled onto a side road to relieve myself of several Victoria Bitters. After getting all too close to a humongous termite mound-- more like a 20 foot obelisk, I got back in the jeep and road to nowhere came on the low fi radio.

I thought at the time that it was a very bad omen, and I would never be seen alive again.

November 23, 2025 at 10:16 AM
13bit said...

Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go, nowhere to go

November 23, 2025 at 10:17 AM

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