I’ll admit from the start, I’m having a hard time looking at this trade objectively. For the second year in a row, there is some serious coal in my stocking. Last December, C. C. Sabathia, the big, black Buddha known for his spine-shattering clubhouse embraces as much as his incredible pitching repertoire, signed a monster contract to become just another Storm Trooper on the flight deck of the Deathstar. Coming off a performance in Milwaukee that was so soulful (and so dominant) that it conjured up thoughts of “Pops” Stargell and the late ’70s Pirates, it was very painful to see “Command & Control” Sabathia grinning while holding up XXL pinstripes.
Now, exactly a year later, another handsome, charismatic brother is headed to the Bronx. Since entering the majors, Curtis Granderson has been one of my favorite players. He inspires immense joy every time he chases a liner in the gap, turns a double into a triple, smacks a ankle-high fastball into the cheap seats, or melts a sideline reporter’s heart with his radiant smile. But, as with Sabathia, my enjoyment of his exploits will be seriously diminished by the fact that they will henceforth assist in spreading evil across the land. I can’t help but wonder whether Brian Cashman’s main objective every holiday season is pissing in my egg nog.
That said, this is a very interesting trade for all the teams involved…
See my analysis at The Sporting Hippeaux
