"It's quiet... too quiet."
Right now, that's how I see the Yankees. Across a lifetime shackled to this team, I cannot recall a more suspiciously quiet December and a deeper sense of dread.
Usually, by now, the Yankees have signed somebody - done something - even if it's a fallback option, because a certain ingrate moved across town. By now, the back pages should be gurgling with rumors, leaving us to refresh our keyboards in pitched anticipation of joyous, post-holiday gifts to come.
Instead, we doom-scroll and wonder if something is broken.
It's quiet, all right.
Way, way, way... too quiet.
We watched Devin Williams and Luke Weaver - the two biggest pieces of last year's bullpen - walk to the Mets. Not a peep. Then we wouldn't lift the phone on Tatsuya Imai. One player dominates our wish list - Cody Bellinger - who would repopulate last year's 2nd place team - one year older - and push the Yankees to trade what few young players they have.
Lately, the rumors - meager as they are - carry the distinct aroma of what we would associate with Slim and Gabby.
Talk surrounds Jazz Chisholm, who - despite a breakout season in 2025 - apparently will not get a long-term contract. You wonder how that will affect Chisholm; the Yankees might not want to find out. If they trade him, presumably for pitching, it would open a massive hole at 2B. If you're thinking of Bo Bichette, well, it requires outbidding Toronto. In fact, the Blue Jays could chase Kyle Tucker, inspiring Scott Boras' greatest wet dream: the Dodgers and Yankees in a bidding war over Bellinger. And then there are the Mets, who, last I checked, still occupy the most monied throne in New York, if not all of baseball.
At least four teams look ready to outspend the Yankees, and then - after everything is done - there might not be a 2027 season. What happens this winter will shape baseball - and the Yankees - for years to come.
So, are we hearing the wind, or an approaching flood?
Dunno. But something's coming.
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Supposedly, the Yanks have made an offer to Bellinger and are "talking" to Bichette's camp.
Good time for some hibernation...
When nothing is something, we’re pretty far down the rabbit hole.
Or really, really far up Cashman’s hole.
Limpity
Hoppity
Limpity
Hoppity
Captain Queeg is on the bridge. We are fine,.
"There must some way out of here
Said the joker to the thief..."
But which is the joker? Which is the thief?
Really, more ominous than the Yankees' silence—just Hal trying to maximize his profits, as always—is the Silence of the Mets. These SOBs are planning to shut down the game for as long as it takes. Which might not be the worst thing, in the end.
The Yankees have no clue. But they agree on keeping the payroll down and pocketing the profits.
Clears throat…..
HAL PATHETIC
Sips some coffee……
CASHMAN CLOYS AND ANNOYS
Looks out the window at the wind and the pouring rain….
BOONE IS SIMPLE L E E AN IDIOT
Thanks for listening
Boone, and idiot? Why, what are you saying, AA? That Boone is an idiot?
Though I have to tip my hat somewhat to Hal and Cohen. Why sign free agents for big money when you can get some of them in a year or more--older and cheaper? Or smth.
Originally I was going to ask you for an assist on my assessment of Boone, JM, because I knew that you knew the skinny on that ninny.
I'm not sure I entirely understand the logic of not signing players because of a potential lockout or a strike in 2027. Let me view things entirely from Spreadsheet Hal's blinkered perspective. If a player is signed for 3 years at 60 million and one of those years is lost, due to labor shutdowns. He doesn't have to pay that player for the missing year.
From where I sit, that's 20 million back in Hal's pocket. So, why should that impact signing players for this year? Assuming Cashman doesn't sign another old guy for 3 years, who won't be productive in his last year, why should Hal care?
If saving money on payroll is truly his desire, a better move would be to fire Cashman and replace everyone beneath him with qualified professionals, not fatuous yes men. Producing well rounded prospects is infinitely cheaper and Hal can finally have his dream of a team with a Pittsburg Pirates payroll.
That probably won't produce a championship caliber team, but Hal clearly doesn't care about that.
If anyone can find the flaw in my logic, I'm all ears.
Here Here, Doctor . . .
But I have to ask - what is it like being all ears ?
4D chess player here….uh….let me drool for a moment….
I have to choose what politician l listen to very carefully. Trump is an instant migraine. But most politicians will produce nausea, headaches and ear infections.
And don't get me started on ear worms! Billy Joel songs will send me straight to the hospital.
Captain Hal has counted the strawberries and determined that there are not enough left to distribute to build a contending team.
Dr. T....
A hamburger with earworms, a hot dog with rat feces....It all depends on your appetite.
You're a bad, bad man.
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