The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
--W.B. Yeats, "The Second Coming"
Despite inking Teixeira to an eight-year, $180 million deal, the Yanks actually slashed payroll for next year. How crazy/shrewd is that?
But we're not worried. Like the ultimate destiny of mankind in Yates's poem, we think the Yankees' demise is written in the sands of time. Though their pitching staff is formidable...
Ian Kennedy/Joba Chamberlain
The rest... eh. Bring it on.
OF Old liability
2b Who cares
C AARP card holder
Let's go Rays!