NESTOR'S NEXT SHOT & CASHMAN’S MESS LIVES ON

Nestor Cortes is getting another shot, and good for him.

The former Yankee lefty has agreed to a major-league deal with the Phillies as he works his way back from surgery for a torn biceps tendon. Cortes hasn't pitched in the majors in 2026, but Philadelphia apparently believes there might still be something left in that funky delivery.

I always liked Nestor. He was a good Yankee. He competed, embraced New York and became an All-Star in 2022. He wasn't Gerrit Cole, but he gave the Yankees some damn good baseball.

And every time I hear his name, I think about that trade.

On December 13, 2024, the Yankees shipped Cortes, Caleb Durbin and cash considerations to Milwaukee for Devin Williams. Williams sucked and was headed for free agency after the 2025 season, meaning the Yankees essentially surrendered all of that for one year of him.

And what a year it was.

Meanwhile, Durbin played great with the Brewers and eventually wound up with the Red Sox, where he's hitting around .258 with 12 homers, 62 RBIs and 16 stolen bases this season. Just last week, he had a three-hit, five-RBI game that included a grand slam.

So, here's my question: could Caleb Durbin have been our second baseman instead of the drama with Torres and then getting Jazz? Um Yes. It have been nice to find out.

Instead, the Yankees gave away a useful young infielder and a pitcher we actually liked for one disappointing season of Devin Williams. Williams is now across town with the Mets, Durbin is helping the Red Sox, and the Yankees are still searching for answers while struggling to score runs.

And yes, instead we get the Jazz Chisholm show. Talented? Absolutely. But the showboating annoys the crap out of me, especially when this offense can't consistently push runs across the plate.

I'm happy for Nestor. I hope he gets healthy and does well in Philadelphia.

But that trade? It was just annoying.

THE YANKEES $1 MILLION GUESS

The Yankees are apparently placing another bet on the future.

And when I say future, I mean way into the future.

The Yankees have reportedly reached a pre-agreement with 15-year-old Dominican outfielder Wilson Gómez for a $1 million signing bonus. Gómez, represented by Wilin Rosario, is from Monte Plata, Dominican Republic, and is part of the 2028 international class.

Fifteen.

Years.

Old.

What are we doing here? Look, maybe Gómez turns into a superstar. I hope he does. Apparently, he runs a 6.5-second 60-yard dash, has power and "has hit at every level."

Great. But what exactly is "every level" when you're 15? Little League? Travel ball? Sophomore gym class? I'm kidding, but you understand my point.

This is what drives me crazy about evaluating baseball players this young. You're essentially looking at a kid and trying to predict what his body, swing, approach, competition level and baseball instincts are going to look like years from now.

That's not player evaluation. That's a lottery ticket with a scouting report attached. Empire Sports Media actually put the situation into perspective pretty well:

"This report gives fans a name to keep in the back of their minds, nothing more. Gómez will have to turn his current athletic profile into a much more complete game before he gets near affiliated baseball.

But the Yankees clearly see enough to make a seven-figure commitment this early. The 2028 class is still a long way out, and this is a reported pre-agreement rather than a completed signing, but the club may have found one of its first major investments in that group."

Exactly. Nothing more. That's the part Yankee fans need to remember. Maybe Wilson Gómez becomes the next great Yankee outfielder. Maybe the scouts absolutely nailed this one. Maybe in six or seven years we're laughing about how brilliant this $1 million investment was.

I genuinely hope so. But he's 15 years old. There are so many question marks here you could fill Yankee Stadium with them. Will he keep developing? Will the power translate? Will he hit better pitching? Will his body change? Will the speed remain? Will he adjust mentally? Will he even become the player the Yankees currently project him to become?

Who knows?

And that's my problem with getting excited about these kinds of Yankee "investments." We've heard about tools. We've heard about upside. We've heard about projections. We've heard about kids who are supposedly years ahead of everybody else.

Then reality shows up. So welcome to the Yankee organization, Wilson Gómez. I hope you're terrific. I hope the Yankees found something special. But forgive me if I'm not ordering the jersey yet.

A million bucks on a 15-year-old isn't a plan. It's a bet.

Let's just hope this time the Yankees guessed right.

THE GREAT VOLPE MISREAD

There comes a point when we have to stop talking about Anthony Volpe as if the breakout is always right around the corner.

Maybe this is simply who he is. And maybe the bigger question isn't Anthony Volpe anymore. Maybe it's how the Yankees evaluated him in the first place. Let's get the current numbers straight, because Volpe deserves that much.

Since being demoted again in August, Volpe hasn't been completely helpless at Scranton. In fact, he put together a seven-game hitting streak through August 14, including a 408-foot home run. Then he went 0-for-5 with a strikeout on August 15.

Fine. But can we please stop acting like getting some hits against Triple-A pitching is proof that the Anthony Volpe experiment is suddenly working? He's 25 years old. He's been a major leaguer since 2023. This isn't some 20-year-old prospect getting his first taste of Triple-A. Volpe is down there because after years of being handed the Yankees shortstop job, he still hasn't established himself as a quality Major League hitter.

In 2026 with the Yankees, Volpe hit .240 with one home run in 56 games. His slugging percentage was just .322. After the All-Star break, things became even uglier: .212/.250/.303. Eventually the Yankees finally did what they seemingly refused to do for years. They stopped protecting the idea of Anthony Volpe and started evaluating the actual baseball player. And that brings me back to something Bleeding Yankee Blue raised months ago.

In May, BYB published HOW YANKEE SCOUTS LOST THEIR WAY IN THE VOLPE RECRUITMENT questioning whether people inside the Yankees scouting operation became so invested in Volpe and his family that objective evaluation may have been compromised. My opinion based on my research by the way. That's not a proven allegation of wrongdoing. But after watching this play out, I think it's absolutely fair to question the process.

Because the Yankees didn't merely like Anthony Volpe. They seemed determined to make Anthony Volpe happen. Remember how this started. Before becoming the Yankees' Opening Day shortstop in 2023, Volpe had played just 22 games at Triple-A.

Twenty-two. Then suddenly he wasn't developing in Scranton anymore. He was the starting shortstop for the New York Yankees. He hit .209 with a .283 OBP his rookie season.

Instead of wondering whether they rushed him, the Yankees doubled down. Then they doubled down again. In 2024, the OPS was .657. In 2025, he hit .212 with a .272 OBP. And in 2026, after returning from shoulder surgery, we got another .240 average, one home run and a .646 OPS before the Yankees finally sent him back down. At what point does "development" become organizational stubbornness?

That's why the Yankee scouting and development operation deserves scrutiny. Not because Anthony Volpe was some ridiculous prospect nobody else liked. That's revisionist history. He was legitimately highly regarded and had tremendous minor-league seasons.

The failure was something different. The Yankees appear to have confused potential with readiness. Good scouting isn't simply saying, This kid has talent. Good player development is knowing when that talent is ready for Yankee Stadium. And apparently it wasn't. Worse, once the Yankees committed to Volpe, they seemingly spent years trying to prove their original decision correct.

Bad offensive season? Be patient. Another bad offensive season? He's developing. Defensive problems? He's working through them. Another prolonged slump? Trust the process.

Meanwhile, other players get a bus ticket to Scranton before their laundry is finished. That is why the favoritism question isn't crazy. I can't tell you what happened behind closed doors. Neither can anyone else who wasn't in those rooms. But I can look at the extraordinary runway Anthony Volpe received and ask a very simple question:

Would another Yankee prospect have received the same treatment with the same production?

That's the question the Yankees should have to answer. And now look where we've ended up. The shortstop the Yankees were so convinced was ready in 2023 is back in Triple-A in 2026, learning second base, while George Lombard Jr. has been promoted to play shortstop in the Bronx.

That's not development going according to plan. That's the plan changing because the original one failed. And yes, Volpe getting hits in Scranton is better than him going 0-for-30. Wonderful.

He's supposed to hit Triple-A pitching. He's supposed to look more comfortable there. The standard can't suddenly become, Anthony made a nice play at second base today.

What are we doing here?

This isn't personal against Volpe. He didn't promote himself in 2023. He didn't write the scouting reports. He didn't put himself in the lineup year after year. The Yankees did. They made him believe he was major league ready. That's why, if this experiment ultimately fails, the Yankees shouldn't simply toss Volpe into the pile of prospects who "didn't work out" and move along.

They should examine the entire process. Who decided 22 Triple-A games were enough? Who was pounding the table that he was Major League ready? Why did his leash remain so long despite years of below-average offensive production? And did organizational attachment to the player make it harder for the Yankees to objectively admit they had made a mistake?

Those are legitimate questions.

Because maybe Anthony Volpe wasn't the biggest failure in the Anthony Volpe experiment. Maybe the failure belongs to the people who were so determined to prove they were right about him that it took four years to consider they might have been wrong. And if that's the case, don't just investigate Anthony Volpe's swing. Investigate the Yankees' evaluation process.

And for my personal opinion? I don't want this guy back in pinstripes. All you have to do is look at how graceful George Lombard Jr. is at short and recognize that we were missing an actual baseball player in the middle infield for 3 years.  It's over.  

It's time to turn the page.  That's it.

GRISHAM, RODÓN & LOMBARD GIVE ME SOMETHING TO SMILE ABOUT

Well, look at that.

The Yankees won a baseball game Tuesday night, 3–1 over the Orioles, and for once I don't feel the need to immediately locate the nearest wall and bang my head against it.

I'm calling that progress.

And while this wasn't exactly Murderers' Row reincarnated—the Yankees managed only five hits—there were actually several things to like about this one. So yes, I'm going to enjoy it. I don't get to do this nearly enough.

Let's start with Trent Grisham, because apparently he decided the rest of the offense could take the night off. Grisham drove in all three Yankee runs, blasting his 17th homer in the third inning and then delivering the biggest hit of the night, a two-run single in the seventh that broke a 1–1 tie. Even better, that single came after Grisham fell behind 0–2 against left-hander Josh Walker.

That's called a professional at-bat. Remember those?

Then there was Carlos Rodón, back from the injured list and looking pretty damn good considering he hadn't pitched in the majors since June 28. Rodón went four innings, allowed one run on 2 hits and gave the Yankees exactly what they needed in his first game back. The lone damage was a Coby Mayo solo homer.

Was it vintage Cy Young stuff? No. Did I need it to be? Absolutely not. Get Rodón healthy. Get him comfortable. Get him stretched out. If the Yankees are going anywhere meaningful over the next two months, they're going to need this guy.

And then there's George Lombard Jr.

I don't want to get carried away with a young player after a couple of weeks, because we've seen how dangerous that can be around this organization. But the kid keeps giving us reasons to watch.

Lombard went 2-for-4 with a run scored, but the play everyone will remember came with the glove. He ranged deep to his right, planted himself however the hell he could and fired across the diamond to rob Christian Encarnacion-Strand.

Rodón's reaction on the YES broadcast pretty much said it all.

Grunt Baseball here. These Yankee pitchers are WOW'd with what it's like to have an ACTUAL shortstop behind them.  That should tell the Yankees front office everything they need to know.

The interesting part is that Lombard isn't just surviving at shortstop. He's looking comfortable there. Since his August 4 call-up, he's provided athleticism, defense and some life to a lineup desperately needing it.

That's refreshing.

And finally, give the bullpen some credit.

After Rodón departed, Yankee relievers covered five scoreless innings. Yerry De Los Santos earned the win, Fernando Cruz helped escape trouble in the seventh, and David Bednar closed it out for save No. 28. Baltimore finished 0-for-6 with runners in scoring position and stranded eight runners.

That's how you win when the offense isn't exactly setting off fireworks.

Pitch. Play defense. Get the big hit. Go home. It doesn't have to be complicated.

The Yankees are now 70–55, they've won two straight, and Tampa Bay lost Tuesday, pulling New York to five games back in the AL East.

Am I planning the parade? Relax. This team still has problems. Five hits isn't exactly something you frame and hang over the fireplace. Aaron Judge, Cody Bellinger and Giancarlo Stanton are still out, and there are plenty of questions surrounding this roster.

But Tuesday night wasn't about complaining. It was about Grisham coming through when they needed him. Rodón returning and looking healthy. Lombard continuing to show us something. And a bullpen protecting a lead instead of lighting it on fire.

That's a good Yankee win. I'll take it. Hell, I'll even smile about it. Just don't make me regret saying that Wednesday night.

CASHMAN PROTECTED LOMBARD. WHAT ELSE HAVE YOU DONE FOR THIS TEAM?

I keep seeing these ridiculous takes about the Yankees’ trade deadline:

“One of Brian Cashman’s best moves was not trading George Lombard Jr.”

Seriously?

Protecting your best young player isn't some brilliant front-office achievement. That’s Cashman’s job. You know what else is his job? Finding another way to make the Yankees better.

If a team demands Lombard, say no. Then call somebody else. Offer different prospects. Take on money. Get creative. 

Cashman has an entire organization at his disposal. The choices aren't trade Lombard or go home.

This Yankees’ deadline leaves us in a familiar place: Cashman made moves, including Heliot Ramos and Luis Garcia Jr., but did he actually do enough to turn this team into a championship favorite?

That’s the problem. He did not. Cashman always seems to go through the motions. Make the calls, make better calls. Ask about the big names. Tell everyone the prices were too high. Protect a prospect. Make a few secondary moves. Do something meaningful.

Deadline over. And we did this last year too.

In 2025, Cashman brought in Ryan McMahon, David Bednar, Camilo Doval, Jake Bird, José Caballero, Amed Rosario and Austin Slater. There was plenty of deadline excitement then, too.

And where did it get us? Doval, Bird and Slater are already off the team. We didn't move the needle. That’s why I don't want to hear about Cashman “winning” another deadline because he didn't make a stupid trade.

Not making a bad trade isn't the same thing as making a great one. Keep Lombard. Absolutely. But then GO GET SOMEBODY ELSE. Someone meaningful.

We are the New York Yankees. Cashman has prospects, major-league players and enormous financial resources to work with. Eventually the standard has to become championships again—not congratulating Brian Cashman because he managed to protect one of his own best prospects.

But that’s not genius. That's just part of the job.

CASHMAN’S CASINO: WEATHERS IS THE LATEST 'HOPE' DICE ROLL

Call me a hater. I’ll survive.

Ryan Weathers is pitching out of his shoes right now. Good for him. He changed his pitch mix, dramatically cut back on the four-seamer that got hammered in the past, leaned more on his sinker and secondary stuff, and suddenly looks like a different pitcher.

Fantastic.

But Ryan Weathers is also the perfect poster child for how Brian Cashman builds the Yankees these days. Roll the dice and hope. That's it. That's the strategy.

Instead of aggressively building a roster designed to overpower the competition, Cashman seems obsessed with finding the next reclamation project, the next injured player, the next underachiever with "upside" who the Yankees believe they can fix.

And when one of those lottery tickets hits? Suddenly we're supposed to applaud the genius. Weathers came to the Yankees with a career ERA around 5.00, a losing record and an injury history that included finger, flexor and lat problems. That's not me being a hater. That's the résumé.

Now he's pitching great. His 7 1/3 innings of one-run baseball against Toronto were outstanding. He's changed his approach and deserves credit for it.

But let's not rewrite history because the roulette ball landed on black a few times. Cashman rolled the dice. Weathers is currently paying off.

There's a difference. And that's what bothers me about these Yankees. Too often it feels like Cashman would rather prove he can outsmart baseball than simply go get the best players available and build the strongest roster possible.

Maybe Weathers becomes something. Maybe the injured guy stays healthy. Maybe the struggling veteran rebounds. Maybe Matt Blake fixes another pitcher. Maybe the bargain-bin acquisition turns into a postseason hero.

Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.

At some point, "hope" stopped being the backup plan and became the Yankees' actual business model. That's not how the New York Yankees should operate. This is supposed to be an organization with enormous resources trying to win championships, not Brian Cashman standing at a craps table shaking the dice yelling, Come on, baby, daddy needs a No. 3 starter!

And yes, sometimes it works. Right now, Ryan Weathers is working.

Am I happy for the kid? Sure. Am I a fan? Nope. Would I buy a ticket specifically because Ryan Weathers is pitching? Absolutely not. Not that exciting.

Because I've seen hot stretches before, and Weathers' career tells us this level of dominance is anything but normal. Maybe the pitch-mix adjustment changed everything. Maybe he really has figured it out.

Or maybe we're watching a guy on one hell of a heater. Keep dealing, Ryan. Prove me wrong. But don't use Ryan Weathers' sudden success as proof that Cashman had some brilliant master plan. He rolled the dice.

This time, maybe he hit his number. The problem is the New York Yankees shouldn't have to keep visiting the casino to build a championship team.

FRIED AGAIN? YANKS CAN’T KEEP ANYBODY HEALTHY

Just when you thought the Yankees were finally getting their rotation together, Max Fried is back on the injured list. Again.

Fried was placed on the 15-day IL just a short time ago with a left elbow bone bruise — the same injury that cost him nearly two months earlier this season. Seriously, why the hell can’t the Yankees stay healthy?

We literally just got finished talking about how exciting it would be to finally see Gerrit Cole, Max Fried and Carlos Rodón healthy and pitching in the same rotation. That's the kind of three-headed monster that can carry you through October.

And right on cue, Rodón is ready to return Tuesday after dealing with his own elbow inflammation and Fried goes down. You can't make this stuff up.

At some point, I think it's fair to start asking questions beyond simple bad luck. Should the Yankees be taking a serious look at their medical staff, training staff, strength and conditioning programs and the way they manage player health?

I'm not accusing anyone of causing injuries. Pitchers get hurt. That's baseball. But when you're constantly waiting for Judge, Stanton, Bellinger, Rodón, Fried and others to get healthy, eventually somebody needs to examine the bigger picture. The Yankees' current injury list includes several major pieces, and Fried's latest setback only adds to it.

Because this is getting ridiculous.

The Yankees have spent a fortune assembling a championship-caliber roster. It would be nice if we could actually see the damn roster on the field at the same time.

RODÓN'S BACK, BUT WHY ARE THE YANKS MESSING WITH WARREN?

Carlos Rodón is back, and that should be great news. Instead, because these are the Yankees, his return immediately turns into another episode of Who Are We Screwing With This Week?

Rodón will return Tuesday against Baltimore, and the immediate rotation squeeze appears to involve Will Warren and Ryan Weathers.

If Warren is ultimately the guy pushed aside, I don't like it.

And yes, I understand Weathers has been terrific lately. In fact, he's been downright dominant — a 0.85 ERA over his last five starts. But if I'm making the decision, I'm keeping Warren in the rotation and finding another role for Weathers.

Why?

Because at some point the Yankees need to stop jerking Will Warren around. Remember the trade deadline. Warren's name was floating around in discussions involving the Padres. Reports at the time identified him as one of the pitchers who could potentially be included in a significant package. Now Rodón returns and suddenly Warren's rotation spot is the one we're talking about again?

Maybe that's coincidence.

I don't think it is.

To me, it looks like the Yankees have soured on Warren to some degree. Why else are you willing to discuss trading the guy, then potentially make him the odd man out when the rotation gets crowded? If Warren is supposedly an important piece of your future, start treating him like one.

This is what drives me crazy about the Yankees. They develop players, hype players, defend players and then seemingly change their opinion overnight. There's no consistency. There's always some roster shuffle, some mysterious organizational preference or some Aaron Boone explanation that somehow leaves you knowing less than you did before he opened his mouth.

But here's the other side of this.

Rodón coming back could be HUGE.

Imagine walking into a postseason series and seeing Max Fried, Gerrit Cole and Carlos Rodón lined up.

Now THAT gets my attention. Cole is back pitching well after Tommy John surgery, Fried is Fried, and a healthy Rodón gives the Yankees three legitimate weapons at the top of that rotation. That trio could be absolute gold in October.

There is just one tiny problem. THE YANKEES STILL HAVE TO SCORE FREAKING RUNS.

That's the insanity of this team. We spend all this time debating Warren versus Weathers, celebrating Rodón's return and dreaming about Cole-Fried-Rodón in October while watching an offense that too often makes two runs feel like an offensive explosion.

You can have Koufax, Gibson and Seaver out there and it doesn't matter if your lineup can't push anybody across home plate.

So welcome back, Carlos. I'm thrilled you're here. Now somebody please tell the Yankees hitters.

Because a rotation of Fried, Cole and Rodón could win a championship.

They just can't win every game 1-0.

BEN RICE SAVES THE DAY, BUT CASHMAN’S MESS IS STILL HERE

The Yankees escaped Toronto with a 4-3 win in 10 innings Sunday, and thank God for Ben Rice, because without him we're talking about getting swept and another humiliating chapter in this maddening season.

Rice made an error in the ninth, then did what competitors do — he responded. His two-run homer in the 10th saved the Yankees' asses and got them out of Toronto with something.

But let's not pretend everything is fine. This Yankee offense is a disgrace.

They scored two runs in the first two games of this series. Two! It's August. This is supposedly a championship contender, yet we're still watching pitchers being asked to be nearly perfect because the lineup disappears for entire games.

Enough with hard-hit balls, exit velocity and Aaron Boone telling us how close everybody is.

SCORE. THE. DAMN. RUNS. And then there's Brian Cashman.

Cashman knew this offense desperately needed help, and his answer was Heliot Ramos. The Yankees gave up Henry Lalane and Kaeden Kent, and through Ramos' first eight games in pinstripes he was 2-for-25 with 10 strikeouts.

That's not reinforcement. That's dead weight.

Then against Toronto, Ramos didn't even hustle out of the box on a ball the Blue Jays misplayed. Seriously? You're struggling, your new team can't score, you're trying to prove you belong — and you can't bust your ass down the line?

This is Cashman all over again. Find the distressed asset. Find the hidden value. Find the guy whose underlying numbers suggest something wonderful might eventually happen.

How about finding somebody who can actually freaking hit? The Yankees don't need another project. They need runs.

Ben Rice saved them Sunday, and good for him. But one huge swing doesn't erase the bigger problem.

The offense can't score. Boone keeps preaching patience. Cashman keeps collecting projects. And Yankee fans keep being told it's all eventually going to click.

Enough.

It's August.

Stop explaining the offense and start scoring some damn runs.

DAVID CONE JUST EXPOSED THE YANKEES’ BIGGEST PROBLEM

There comes a point when “trust the process” becomes an excuse for not having a solution. David Cone appears to have reached that point with the Yankees.

During Saturday’s miserable 4-1 loss to Toronto, Cone pushed back on the philosophy we’ve heard repeatedly around this team: keep hitting the ball hard, keep putting together good at-bats, and eventually those hard-hit balls will start falling.

Cone’s point was simple: That’s not enough anymore. Thank you, Coney.

The Yankees aren't playing for exit velocity points. Nobody gets half a run because Statcast liked the contact. You have to actually score. And these Yankees simply don't.

Since Aaron Judge went down, the Yankees have averaged only 3.3 runs per game and scored just three runs over their last 27 innings. Saturday they managed four hits — all singles — against seven Toronto pitchers. Their only run came when Spencer Jones singled and George Lombard Jr. eventually knocked him home.

One run. That was it.

And this isn't a cute little slump anymore. The Yankees have been one of baseball's worst offenses since Judge went down. That's why Cone's criticism matters. When Plan A isn't working, your manager's job is to find Plan B.

Move runners. Change the lineup. Manufacture something. Create pressure. Demand better at-bats. Get angry. DO SOMETHING.

Instead, Aaron Boone gives us the same corporate Yankee word salad. Good swings. Good process. Hard contact. Eventually they'll fall.

When, Aaron? November?

This is exactly why I don't believe Boone is the right manager when things get difficult. When Judge is launching baseballs and the Yankees are scoring six runs, Boone looks fine. But when the offense disappears and the players start pressing, he doesn't seem capable of changing the temperature of that clubhouse.

Boone doesn't motivate. He waits.

And then there's Michael Kay. I like Michael, but enough already with explaining why things aren't quite as bad as Yankee fans think they are. We have eyes. We see the scoreboard. At some point, defending the process starts sounding less like analysis and more like selling the company line.

Cone didn't do that. He challenged the philosophy itself.

The Yankees don't need somebody telling them their hard-hit percentage suggests better days are coming. They need runs. They need urgency. They need somebody in that dugout who understands that August baseball doesn't care about expected statistics.

This pitching staff continues giving the Yankees opportunities to win, and the offense continues wasting them. That's not bad luck anymore.

That's Brian Cashman's roster. That's Aaron Boone's clubhouse. That's the Yankees' philosophy.

David Cone finally poked a hole in the analytics balloon. Stop telling us how hard they're hitting the baseball and start explaining why nobody can get a runner home.

Because right now, I don't see a manager solving the problem.

I see Aaron Boone waiting for the problem to solve itself.

And that may be the biggest problem of all.

THE MACHINE IS A CHAMPION!

How great is this?

Congratulations to DJ LeMahieu, who in his first season as manager of the Royal Oak Leprechauns just led them to their first Northwoods League championship.

And they certainly earned it.

Royal Oak had to fight just to get into the postseason, clinching its first Northwoods League playoff berth during the final week of the regular season. From there, the Leprechauns got hot. They beat Madison 6-1 to win the Great Lakes Division championship, setting up Thursday night's title game against the St. Cloud Rox.

Then they finished the job.

Behind terrific pitching, Royal Oak beat St. Cloud 3-1 at Joe Faber Field in Minnesota to capture the championship. It was the perfect ending to an incredible postseason run—and an incredible first year in the dugout for LeMahieu.

And I absolutely love this for DJ.

Yankee fans remember what LeMahieu was when he first came to New York. He was everything you wanted in a baseball player: quiet, professional, prepared and incredibly intelligent. No nonsense. No excuses. He simply understood how to play the game.

Apparently, he understands how to manage it, too.

LeMahieu was hired in May to manage a collegiate summer team filled with young players trying to develop and take the next step in their baseball careers. Royal Oak specifically wanted DJ's experience and baseball knowledge around those kids.

A few months later, they're champions.

That's not an accident.

His Yankee career didn't end the way any of us wanted it to, but that should never erase what DJ LeMahieu was at his best—or the respect he earned while wearing pinstripes.

Now he's taken that baseball knowledge into the dugout, helped guide a bunch of young players through a championship run and added another chapter to an already terrific baseball life.

The Machine is now The Manager.

And in Year One, DJ LeMahieu is already a champion.

Couldn't happen to a better baseball man.

--Alvin Izzo
BYB Yankee History Contributor

CASHMAN BUILT IT. BOONE CAN’T FIX IT.

The Yankees lost to Toronto 4-1 Saturday. Four hits. One run. Two runs over their last 27 innings. Read that again.

This isn't a slump anymore. This is an offense with a missing-person report. And even the one run deserves some context. Spencer Jones led off the second with a single, stole second, and George Lombard Jr. brought him home with an RBI single to left.

There it was. 1-0 Yankees.

Enjoy it. That was the entire offensive highlight reel.

Cam Schlittler gave them 5 1/3 innings of one-run baseball and struck out seven. Once again, Yankee pitching kept them alive while the offense showed up carrying pool noodles instead of bats. How many games are these pitchers supposed to win 1-0?

And then there's Aaron Boone. What exactly is he managing? Where are the adjustments? Where's the urgency? This offense keeps disappearing and Boone keeps showing up afterward with another explanation.

Enough. You're the manager. Manage. But this goes higher. Brian Cashman made his deadline moves, shuffled the furniture and supposedly improved the Yankees. So I'll ask the obvious question:

Did Brian Cashman actually make this team better? Because it sure as hell doesn't feel like it.

Toronto used seven pitchers Saturday. Seven. The Yankees countered with four singles and one lousy run. That's embarrassing. This is August. The Yankees aren't supposed to be "figuring it out." They're supposed to be gearing up for October.

Instead, we're wondering where the next run is coming from. That's why Yankee fans should be entering panic mode.

Blue Jays 4. Yankees 1.

Cashman built it. Boone manages it. And right now, this thing looks broken.