Sunday, December 2, 2007
Now They're Trading HUGHES and Melky
After almost four years of hearing what a gem, what a jewel, what a future star Phil Hughes would be and then seeing him tantalize us with his potential by pitching a no-hitter before an injury and then coming back to pitch very well down the stretch AND GET US OUR ONLY POST-SEASON VICTORY, the Yankees are trading away Hughes and Melky for Santana. Hank Steinbrenner is an ass. No one can predict the future of course; maybe Hughes will be injury plagued and Kennedy will be a Hall of Famer. But based on what we know right now, Melky is a solid center fielder with a great arm (something our outfield sorely needs) and Hughes has what it takes to succeed in NYC. We're not just trading those two players for Santana. We're also trading the HUGE financial gap between what we'd pay them and what we'll pay Santana and a new outfielder we now need (Torri's gone by the way; nice going). I know you all think it's Monopoly money but where's the pride in spending more than THREE TIMES as much as most teams on your payroll? We'll easily add ANOTHER $35 million, very conservatively to our payroll. On top of A-Rod's massive deal. Oh God, why oh why did Steve Swindall get drunk and cheat on his wife? Hank and Hal are just like their dads. Moronic men who think out-spending everyone for the biggest names constitutes strategy and think trading the future for a blustery stab at (limited) glory today is smart. This deal is a disaster no matter how well Santana pitches. If Hughes wins 14 games and Santana pitches 20, what do we give up with Melky, demoralizing the other young pitchers and trying to cobble together a Frankenstein's monster of an All-Star team with big bats and no chemistry? Why? Because we were worried Boston would get A-Rod and Santana? If they traded Jacoby away to do it and broke the bank in the process, I would have been thrilled. Hank and Hal couldn't negotiate with a kid running a lemonade stand. "25 cents for a cup? No. We'll give you $100,000 for the entire pitcher, kid. Take it or leave it!"