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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Duck Season    

As Rick James would say, SLAP!

Welcome, Captain Caveman. Of course, given the Boss' irrational fear of hair, Damon's likely to follow in the steps of Giambi (to the barber, not BALCO) lest he suffer the Mattingly treatment.

The important thing in this deal is that it's a direct bitch slap to Boston. Remember when Boston tried to lure Bernie Baseball, only to have the Yankees come back at the 11th hour and sign him? This is the inverse of that.

And I have to say this- they picked their battle, and won.

"It was like we were hunting duck," said a New York official Tuesday night.

They wanted four years, they got four years. Anything more would be patently ridiculous, given that it's pretty apparent that Damon's begun the backslide of his career. But he should be able to give us two very good years (.290 BA, 15 HR, 70 RBI, .800 OPS, and 115 Runs Scored), plus at least passable defense in center field. Which should be enough to deliver another championship, if the pitching holds together.

That's a pretty big if, and one that they will probably need to address eventually. But if their alternate option was giving $9,000,000 a year for this overrated chump. $9,000,000 a year for Adam Freaking Eaton? What's Zito going to cost then? Unreal.

In other news, reports out of St. Louis are saying that panic is beginning to set in. The Governor has declared a state of emergency, and ordered a general evacuation. Food stores are becoming scarce as mass hording spreads. All because of a previously unidentified large object hurtling towards the city at high speed. A large, drunken object.

1 Comments:

  • You're not getting Captain Caveman. You're getting a 32 y.o. clean shaven spaceshot. Enjoy!

    By Blogger Jeff, at 11:33 AM  

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