Post of the day: From Doctor T... Why Yankee players break like breadsticks

Statisticians have no feel for the human body. That's why Yankees break ballplayers like breadsticks. The physics of torque and velocity may tell you how to put more spin or speed on the ball (or hit the ball harder), but that only speeds the day - if you'll pardon the pun - when the arm that throws the ball, swings the bat or the legs that run the bases will snap a tendon, tear a ligament or some other injury.

But if statisticians have no feel for the human body, they have even less capacity to understand the human inside that body: their emotions, insecurities, etc. This is why Yankees can't finish prospect development, even if we set aside their awful advice to young ballplayers (hit strikes harder!). Boone may mollycoddle players, but he and the coaches are not in charge and keep their jobs because they know not to get in the way of the real decision-makers: statisticians and the worthless trust fund brats who listen to them.

On a team driven ENTIRELY by stats and overprivileged, trust fund brats, neither of whom ever played baseball, this is a deadly combination. Throw in a stadium crowd that is also full of trust fund brats (because the rest of us can't afford a ticket), who also never played the game and the sum of all things is fundamentally incompetent, dangerous to player health and emotionally toxic.

Even for the player who already learned how to play successful baseball, in a kinder, gentler universe, this can be overwhelming. First, they don't play as well as they used to and get booed. Then they listen to the incompetent advise of Yankee statisticians and stat-driven trainer/coaches, their performance doesn't improve, they double down on bad Yankee advice and . . . well . . .off to the medical office you go.

I'm a lifelong Yankee fan and I wouldn't want to play on that team. Not if I value my future career, enjoy my lifelong passion, not be abused and or want to kick the dog at the end of the workday. Management sucks. Arrogant idiots rule the decision-making process. The trainers will get me hurt. The fans are harsh and unforgiving. Too many nicer places to play and my dog will thank me for playing there.