I'm Going to Miss Ma Boone When Cashman Comes for His Head.

Sure, he's not really a manager at all (How's that trip to Buffalo going, Bri?  Amazed your pep talk tonight didn't turn the team around?).

But he's trying so danged hard!  You just gotta love what he told the press yesterday about the possible return of the Judge and Giancarlo Show this season:

"I don't have a timetable on you, but I do feel like we're inching closer to starting to get really ramped up."

Wow.  Let's parse that for a moment, shall we?  Unless I have miscounted, I think we're talking 7 caveats in a 22-word sentence:

—"I don't have a timetable on you":  What he really means to say is, "for you," but unconsciously, yes, he's saying, "It's on you, scribes, asking me something you know is unanswerable."  And of course, there is no timetable.  That train been gone a long time.

—"but I do feel":  "Feel," not know.

—"like":  He doesn't definitely "feel," but it's like a feeling.

—"we're inching":  Suddenly, it's not even about the actual Judge and Stanton anymore, but all of us together.  And we're only inching, moving oh-so-slowly.

—"closer":  We're not there.  But we're closer.  By inches.

—"to starting":  So, we're getting very slowly closer to starting.  Wow, that is slow.  We're really not even close to starting yet.

—"to get really ramped up":  Mind you, not to necessarily get to a point where Judge and Stanton are actually back on the field yet, but to get to where their rehab might be ramped up.

In other words, Ma hasn't really been told anything, but he's got this crazy optimistic feeling that—who knows?—pretty soon, well, maybe they'll really get into getting better.

Bottom line:  The Twin Towers are inching toward 2021.  Maybe.