Start Planning The Parade!

Alright folks, there's approximately 37 inches of snow piling up outside and all the football teams that matter have officially been eliminated from super bowl contention. So the only thing that could brighten up my life at this point is some good ol' fashioned baseball talk. Primarily the New York Yankees and baseball genius Brian Cashman. Does this guy know how to build a team or what? Cliff Lee, please. Carl Crawford, maybe next time. As he watched the rival Red Sox fill a few glaring holes via trades and free agency, he sat back cool, calm and collected and waited for the studs to start rolling in. Now I'll admit I was a little nervous of his approach at first, but you can't argue with results.
First off let's lay down the law with the captain. Sure Jeter is the shortstop of the New York Yankees, has five rings and always displays class on and off the field. Christ, the guy bangs everything that moves in the largest media market in the world and yet he's still is able to keep his shenanigans under raps enough to maintain his "good guy" image. Well that's certainly not enough for Cashman. He chose to make an example out of El Capitan by first low balling him and then allowing the negotiations to go public after they started to get messy. Cashman - 1   Baseball - 0
On to the free agents. This is where Cashman decides to take his Delorean back to the year 2003. No rotation depth? Not to worry. Let's take a flier on Mark Prior whose shoulder has to be held together by bubble gum and chicken wire at this point right? Then, we can lock up Andruw Jones, who contrary to popular belief is actually not 50 years old. Finally, just when you thought it couldn't get any better as a Yankee fan, he goes ahead and makes wine out of water once more by luring Bartolo Colon away from whatever Mexican drug cartel he was working for to come pitch for the New York Yankees. Take that Boston!
You also have to applaud the guy for showing such financial restraint in such difficult economic times. The Yankees have more money than God, but don't tell Cashman that. He'll spend like he's running the New Jersey Jackals and that's the end of that...until Hal Steinbrenner steps in to sign Rafael Soriano so we have something that resembles a bullpen other than Mariano The Great.
I will now try to compose myself, but if I know Cashman like I think I do I'm pretty sure he has a few more tricks up his sleeve. That is why when all this snow melts some time in August and the Yanks are just about wrapping up the division you can find me parked at the Canyon of Heroes just waiting for that sweet ticker tape parade in November after another job well done by our trusty general manager.

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