Thus, let's ignore his .302 average at Scranton, with 8 home runs in 164 at bats, which belied his recovery from a dark spring concussion that, at one point, had him unable to recite the names of his pets. The kid - he's just 23 - recovered from a bloody hell.
Moreover, let's ignore that "Red Thunder" played CF yesterday, a sign of how speed has become part of his game. He stole six bases at Triple A, and the other night legged a single into a crucial double. Two years ago, when the Yankees obtained him for Andrew Miller, he was jacked like an East German lady weight-lifter, a future DH. Now, he roams center-field.
But maybe not for long.
Frazier played yesterday because Brett Gardner's knee is barking and a wicked lefty was pitching for Seattle. He'll probably play this weekend, because the Yanks won't subject Gardy's knee to Tampa's fake turf pavement. He could conceivably stick through the Philadelphia series; the Yanks might need a pinch-hitter. By the time Boston arrives, unless he's still hitting .360, Frazier will probably be headed back to Scranton... or, gulp, a bigger city.
I cannot ditch the feeling that the Yankees are showcasing Frazier the way a Kardashian teases her jungle theme park while emerging from a cab. (Last night, in Scranton, they played Billy McKinney in CF, another showcase.) Of the MLB-ready prospects in the Yankee farms, Frazier has the highest long term ceiling and the worst short-term hope. McKinney and Brandon Drury are worth noting, but neither matches Frazier.
I don't know what will happen with Frazier, but the idea of trading him for J.A. Happ or Cole Hamels makes me violently ill. If the Yankees do such a thing, I would probably find myself rooting against those players, hoping they get pounded, just to embarrass the front office. I know that's unreasonable. I understand the paramount need for pitching. I get it that the Yankees would need to be "all-in" for 2018. But out of the blocks, I would hate those pitchers with a passion hotter than a billion suns. That's the truth, folks.
If the Yankees trade Frazier for a three-month rental on a rusty tin can, I will deny said rusty tin can all personal juju throughout 2018.
Who's with me?
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I'm always with you, leader. always. even when you're wrong, which, in this case, you are not.
Murum aries attigit.
BenedÃcat vos omnÃpotens Ruthus, et Scooter, et Mantleus, et SpÃritus Jeterus.
So endeth the JuJu.
There will be no juju from this quarter toward any player Cash-Puss receives in a trade for Red Thunder. I might, in fact, have to curse Oh-No,Doo-Doo. LB (No J)
KD, you're implying that Duque can be WRONG?? Where's the anti-aircraft gun?
Like the great Joel Sherman, the brilliant minds in the press box seem to think we're playing in the World Cup or something. They see this as a great chance to maybe win one ring in the next three years. Hurrah.
KEEP CLINT!
Wait, so the Knicks drafted a teenaged point guard?
Didn't they do that last year?
Is this deja vu all over against?
Even with this hangover, which isn't pretty, I know we have to keep Frazier. It's a no-brainer. In my case today, literally.
Is it possible to trade Joel Sherman?
John M, a hangover on a FRIDAY? Good God, man.
you are my hero!!
May Joel "FJM" Sherman slam his scrotum in the heavy door of a full size SUV.
Can they not see who has the BEST RECORD IN BASEBALL ⚾!?!? I WILL RAIN UNHOLY HELLFIRE DOWN UPON ANY WHO DARE COWER IN CRAVEN FEAR!!! NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR HESITATION!!! NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO WAVER!!! NOW IS THE TIME TO DRIVE OUR ENEMIES BEFORE US AND HEAR THE LAMENTATIONS OF THEIR WOMEN!!!
Here is an ape with an IQ that surpasses the combined totals for Joel Sherman, Rufus T. Shitfly, KD, Killer Doc Warblist, and Demented/Snarling Anon:
https://nypost.com/2018/06/21/koko-gorilla-famed-for-using-sign-language-and-crying-over-pet-kitten-dead-at-46/?utm_source=facebook_sitebuttons&utm_medium=site%20buttons&utm_campaign=site%20buttons
Hrrmm ... not sure ...
Ah, do I detect the waft of the ill aroma of an unloved, unlovable pasty pea-brained raisin-dicked goat blowing creeper? Or is it the sound of a single wing of BLP flapping?
In a rational universe, the Yankees would not trade for a pitcher at all, as duque and others have ably argued. German and Loisiga are likely to provide as much quality pitching as any aging mediocrity that Yankees have in mind--certainly they would likely be BETTER than Hamels or Happ, both of them so far north of thirty that it strains credulity that Cashman would give even passing consideration to such a folly. As for De Grom--pretty much the same deal. His resume includes the age of 30 and one elbow surgery--and the Yankees have a solid enough offense that they don't need to saddle themselves with his salary and unload a raft of young talent to snare him.
If someone could just hack Cashman's phone to reject all calls from Hal and Randy Levine for the next five weeks, I think we'll be OK.
We will deal from a position of power or not at all. Give us deGrom; now wipe your ass witb a few low A ball lugnuts. Bumgarner? Fine, send him over; you get one prospect of our choosing. The rest of them may eat our farts
AMEN Win Warblist, A- Fucking- MEN!
Isn't there something chronically depraved about the discourse of Warblist? Yikes. I mean it's a baseball blog, not a shooting war. Some of the worst specimens of fandom are blighting this blog, and duque needs to do something about it. Think about it--why does the blog never grow? Why does one see only recurring posts from the same claque of groupies? Because people see posts like Warblists and think, WTF? I'm out of here.
" I'm out of here."
You'll be missed
...by no-one except those with bad aim.
The point about trading for a pitcher IS THAT THE YANKEES SHOULD NOT DEAL AT ALL. There is no need to sacrifice a single prospect of any caliber--much less a prized prospect--for the a sequel of Jaime Garcia when you have gas-throwing young studs like Loisiga and German that you can slot into the rotation--studs who will likely outperform any of the geriatric mediocrities whose names keep popping up, and studs who will come close enough to De Grom's caliber without the drawbacks of already being 30 years old with a fuckload of innings on an already-surgically-repaired arm.
Here's where the germ of truth in the old cliche commands attention: often the best trades are the ones you don't make.
I could put this better myself, but apparently quoting Conan the Barbarian and suggesting that the Red Sox and test of the league "eat our f@#£s" is too too triggering for some.
N.B. This isn't your usual baseball blog. Relax for fuck sake.
Also, eat our farts.
It's "acute on chronic depraved discourse" if you're looking for the correct ICD10 code.
Hey Winwarblist--a small suggestion:
Shut the fuck up. You're a crude moron and a diseased drunkard.
"not your usual baseball blog"--yes, thanks to babbling assholes like Warblist, it has become a lighting rod for dementia.
another satisfied customer:
I didn't mean that I personally am out of here. I meant that a newbie would read your and Warblist's and other psychopathic posts and think that.
Another moron strikes a blow for remedial-reading lessons.
duque needs to spray a can of Raid in this blog and ban pests like you, Warblist, Shitfly, Mad-Dog Anon--the pack of vermin who are making a hellhole of this blog with their compulsive dimwitted sprays of psycho-vomit.
Psycho-vomit has a completely different ICD10 code.
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