Last night, while the baseball world watched America throttle Mexico, the lost and abandoned leftovers of Tampa - a roster of big names and the nameless - continued its spring quest for significance, (a mission that cannot succeed.)
The Yankees did their annual mating dance with the Pirates of Bradenton, Brian Cashman's preferred trading partner over the last decade. But while Team Tampa cavorted before drunken spring breakers and diapered ex-cops, over in Houston, games of supercharged emotions were happening, with a few Yankees in key roles.
3. Elmer Rodriguez, 22, pitched three scoreless innings for Puerto Rico, striking out four and giving up one hit. He could be this year's Cam Schlittler - or maybe Carlos Lagrange. Over the winter, Brian Cashman decided to play a strategy: Stand pat and somehow spackle together a pitching staff until July, when Gerrit Cole, Carlos Rodon and maybe Clarke Schmidt return. That's a grand infusion, if the Yankees can get there. If Rodriguez is for real, their chances are much better.
4. Giancarlo Stanton needs scissors to open a bag of Utz's Honey Barbecue. I cannot see him without imagining him tearing open the bag with his teeth, surging for a salt and vinegar rush. Yesterday, he homered for Team Tampa. What does it mean? Dunno. Nobody - anywhere, these days - nobody knows what to make of Stanton. He just comes and goes, a Shakespearian ghost. We don't get excited when he hits one. It's just a reminder that he's there. Could it be a good thing if he cuts back on the chips?
5. The Randal Grichuk Era has begun. The Yankees newest RH platoon hitter went 0-2. Neither The Martian nor Mr. Jones saw a pitch. Unlike the pitching staff, the Yankee batting order won't see a Cole/Rodon infusion this summer.
If anything, come April, Judge might need to rest his psyche, after the pressure-packed WBC. He'll face two colossal challenges: Ohtani 's Japan, and Juan Soto's Dominican Republic. I wonder if he'll miss the easy afternoons of Tampa? But there's no turning back now. It's on.

11 comments:
High and Far and Caught
Seasons come and Seasons Go
Soon to be the Past
File under "PROPAGANDA" and "NEXT LEVEL BULLSHIT."
I hate them so much.
https://www.nytimes.com/athletic/7103528/2026/03/10/spencer-jones-yankees-spring-training-outfield/?unlocked_article_code=1.SFA.wA1B.6cmkLPG2YU8R&source=athletic_user_shared_gift_article_copylink&smid=url-share-ta
The scenario would be someone moving to 2B and Chisholm being traded...
Monte Rock III
Is dead at 86
A great non-talent
The Yankees do suck
They strangle their young ones
Zeus ate his, so there
Judge and Harper both. Best chance for a "championship" they have, unfortunately. Maybe the Olympics in a couple years too. Otherwise their only chance is an elder-statesman, Winfield-on-BJs-like ring in 5 or 6 years, as a platoon DH, after their contracts are up and a different team signs them.
Was Monti Rock III "the geeter with the heater, the boss with the hot sauce?" Or am I thinking of somebody else?
Had to look that up. It was Jerry Blavat, who I never heard of until now.
Monti was the lead "singer" of Disco Tex and His Sex-O-Letts. And a haridresser. And a frequent guest on Merv's and Carson's shows.
If he was young today, he could be a Kardashian or something. Famous for having no talent, but famous.
JERRY BLAVAT! How could anybody forget the geeter with the heater.
NEVER HEARD OF JERRY BLAVAT??? I have—solely because of my wife, a Philadelphia girl. She even has a biography of the Boss with the Hot Sauce.
Ah, the day when music dee-jays were celebrities!
In Albany -Schenectady-Troy, we had Boom Boom Branigan. Lol
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