Can someone explain why Anthony Volpe is still being treated like the golden child of the Bronx?
Seriously. At this point, the only thing more consistent than his weak contact is the Yankees’ insistence on pretending he's the future.
Last night was a brutal reminder that this experiment is on life support. Bottom of the seventh, game tied 2-2, bases loaded. The crowd was electric. This was the moment. And what does Volpe do? He strikes out. Completely overmatched by Mets reliever Huascar Brazobán, who shut the door on a rally and left Yankees fans wondering why Volpe is still batting anywhere other than Scranton.
And let’s not forget the fifth inning, where Volpe came up with another chance and tapped a harmless grounder to short. It’s getting harder and harder to spin this as growing pains. This isn’t a slump — it’s a pattern.
Volpe’s entire 2025 season has been a highlight reel of mediocrity. He’s not a power hitter, but he swings like he thinks he’s Babe Ruth reincarnated. His “new approach” — which was supposed to increase contact — has only nuked his barrel rate and turned him into a weak groundout machine. The numbers don’t lie, and neither does our collective eye test: the kid isn’t producing.
What’s more irritating is Aaron Boone’s unwavering support of Volpe. Boone talks about him like he’s mentoring a young Jedi, not managing a pro baseball team with championship expectations. Look, we all want to root for the homegrown shortstop. He was a stud at 12, lit up Delbarton High School, played one season at Vanderbilt, and got drafted by the team he grew up loving. That’s cute. But fairy tales don’t win ballgames.
One season at Vanderbilt doesn’t make you a seasoned vet. And right now, Volpe plays like a guy who got scouted at age 12 and never had to truly fight for a job. The Yankees have been all-in on him since middle school, but at what point does loyalty become delusion?
The Yankees did win last night — but not because of Volpe. He’s not “the guy.”
He’s the guy you want to be the guy, but he’s just… not. Not yet. Maybe not ever. So again, Yankees: how much longer are you going to force-feed us Volpe like he’s a cornerstone? The fans are watching. The results aren’t there. The leash is wearing thin.
Not feeling it, dude. Not even a little.



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