We are officially tired of winning.

34 straight.

Lost amongst the tumult of Judge's return last night, your New York Yankees won their 82nd game of the 2026 season. This ensures that the team will have compiled its 34th consecutive, winning season—29 of those under the direction of You-Know-Who.

It's also why various, half-engaged sportswriters, and (possibly disingenuous) GMs keep insisting that they don't understand why Yankees fans have any problem with Brian Cashman:  

"He always wins!"

Yes, he does. At least in the regular season. And less and less.

The core of the first 14 of those winning seasons, of course, was built by other men—men who had already reeled off 2 pennants, a World Series win, and 5 straight winning seasons.

And since 2013, the Yankees have won the division title only 3 times—a figure which, after they fall short again this year, will mean just 3 times in 14 years.  

Every other team in the AL East has finished first as well in that time, with a certain bunch in Boston winning 4 division titles, and going on to take 2 World Series championships. 

The Yankees, you'll recall, have won just 1 pennant and zero World Series since 2009. 

When they fail to win it all again this year, they will have gone 17 seasons without an October title, closing in on the all-time franchise record for such futility, set at its beginning, from 1903-1922, when for the first 12 of those 20 seasons they were owned by one of the biggest gamblers in the country and the most corrupt police commissioner in New York City history (which is saying something).

Cashman's Yankees will make the playoffs for the 10th time in those last 14 seasons, aided greatly by an ever-expanding field, now up to 40 percent of all teams in major-league baseball.

Yay.

Well, hey. Better winning than not. And Cashie's assorted defenders and sycophants know where the real blame lies for the failure to make or win another Series: us.

That's right, US. 

We "demand" the team be good every year, depriving Svengali Cashman of breaking the team down and rebuilding it into the juggernaut they know it would be.

Yep, that's true.

I mean, we all know that New York is all about second best, right?  If you can't make it here, like the song goes, maybe you should try for a participation medal.

After all, it's not like the Yankees relentlessly exploit the championship traditions of the team to sell more tickets, for ever high prices.

And it's not like the taxpayers have given the Yankees another, heavily subsidized park to help with the terrible burden of meeting a big payroll. A park, that is, from which they excluded tens of thousands of regular fans in favor of the super-rich. 

Nope.

I remember that the most recent of Cashman's defenders pointed out in the Times that, unlike some other franchises, the Yankees don't hang banners around their ballpark celebrating their every playoff appearance—just their World Series wins.

That's the ticket. Just lower your standards, give thanks for every win, and keep smiling. Above all: Keep. Smiling.