WTF? Where are the balloons, the banners, the floats...?
It's barely 24 hours since the Yankees were universally christened (by their own house media) - as The Team That Won the 2025 Trade Deadline (TM), prompting happy fans to stakeout our turf on the Canyon of Heroes.
Where'd everybody go? What happened to the crowds, to the keepsake bobbleheads and whoopie cushions, the fart simulators of hope that come with every deadline deal, year after year, as our time in Purgatory clicks ever onward. What happind?
Well, I'll tell you: The Death Barge just ejaculated its worst game since - well, not that long ago, actually, I'm thinking of Gerrit "The Pointer Sister" Cole choosing not to cover first. Last night, they bundled six months of hubris into one incredible Barbra-and-Liza-Evening-at Carnegie Hall of unstepped-on, felony-grade hubris.
Look... let's not recap the game. Life is too short. But I'd like to ponder the chirping voices of Gotham who - year after year, deal after deal - celebrate every Yankee deadline trade with the kind of groveling gush-work that Laura Loomer bestows upon Baby Fingers. Every traded prospect was never part of our long-term plan. And every former all-star we acquired is a steal akin to Peter Minuit's purchase of Manhattan. Every year, August 2 is YANKEE STEAL DAY in America.Friday morning, the Yankees were printing playoff tickets and celebrating their greatest bullpen since the days of Mariano and Ramiro Mendoza. Today, they're staggering from an Olympian loss, christened by a walk-off dribbler from - checks notes - somebody named Augustin Ramirez.
Wait. That name is sorta familiar. Sherman, set the WayBack to 2024. Yes, now I remember:
He's the 23-year-old catcher the Yankees traded to Miami last year for Home Run Derby legend Jazz Chisholm. And I'm not trying to muck up the waters here; I suppose most Yank fans would instinctively still make that trade, as Chisholm is one of our all-stars. But let's just say that - maybe - some of the final precincts haven't yet finished voting.
Ramirez has 15 HRs and is hitting .240; Chisholm sits at has 18 and .244. Ramirez will be paid $657,846 this year, and he's under Marlins contract through 2027. By God, he's a cheap date. Chisholm makes $5.8 million will head to full arbitration this winter, his walk season. So, was it a good trade? Sure, though I wonder: Are we still in love with Austin Wells? I'd never suggest the Yankees lost in the deal, only that the slam dunks aren't always so certain. Maybe we should wait a year or two before judging the great victories of our front office?
Awww, but that's now how they do things in New York. Right? It's always NOW, right now!
Two days ago, Yank fans celebrated a great victory, stealing two closers, a bullpen lug nut and the world's greatest base stealer - and all for some no-name prospects (and Oswald Peraza.)
The great Dinah Washington once sang, "What a difference a day makes?" She musta beena Yankee fan.
And I wonder: When Cooperstown Cashman eventually goes into the Hall of Fame, should he wear a Marlins cap?






