TELL ME THE YANKEES ARE OK & I'LL TELL YOU YOU'RE WRONG

Let’s cut the crap: if you can’t beat the Mets, the alarm bells should be deafening.

But for the Yankees, the sirens have been wailing for years—and somehow, the people in charge are either deaf, in denial, or just straight-up dumb. At this point, Aaron Boone should be managing a buffet line, not a Major League Baseball team. The Yankees cannot win with him. Period. End of story. I have been writing this, not for months, but for YEARS. 

We’ve said it a hundred times here at Bleeding Yankee Blue, and we’ll say it a hundred more if we have to—Boone is not a leader. He’s a yes-man with a clipboard. The dude manages like he’s picking random names out of a hat. Every game feels like a blindfolded dart throw: bad bullpen choices, baffling lineup cards, zero feel for the moment. And now, the team is free-falling while Boone sits in the dugout with the same tired expression he’s had since 2018—completely clueless.

Need proof? Let’s talk Anthony Volpe for the 15th time.

The golden boy. The so-called spark. The kid who was supposed to change the franchise. Well, let’s just say the spark never lit. As of July 4, 2025, Anthony Volpe has left 152 runners in scoring position. One-hundred-and-fifty-two! That’s not bad luck—that’s statistical malpractice. He’s officially the worst in all of Major League Baseball in that category. And yet, there he is, day after day, still trotting out of the dugout like nothing's wrong.

Boone keeps penciling him in the lineup like we’re all supposed to pretend this isn’t a massive issue. But it is. It’s killing the Yankees. You can’t have a black hole in the middle of your lineup every game and expect to win in the American League East. But hey, don’t blame Volpe entirely—blame the guys keeping him in the lineup.

And that brings us to Brian Cashman.

The so-called architect of the Yankee Empire has been building with toothpicks and Elmer’s glue for a while now. The Yankees just got swept by the Blue Jays, fell out of first place, and look absolutely lifeless. That’s not all on Boone—it’s on the guy who built this roster.

Cashman assembled this mess, held onto dead weight, passed on real talent, and doubled down on mediocrity. And then he had the nerve—the actual gall—to go on record in 2023 saying Volpe would “break out” offensively in the years to come. That aged like shit.

It’s 2025. We're still waiting. And instead of a breakout, we got a full-blown breakdown. TALK ABOUT STUPID.

And while we’re on the topic of roster mismanagement, let’s revisit Gleyber Torres.

Cashman botched that one too. Let him walk out the door, burned the bridge, and now acts like the team’s better without him. Spoiler alert: they’re not. Torres was never a Gold Glover, sure—but he could hit. And in a lineup this flat, that matters. Torres took the high road when asked about his former team. Good for him. We won’t.

We at Bleeding Yankee Blue have been screaming about this for years while other media outlets just shrug their shoulders. Why? Simple. Access. They don’t want to lose their credentials. They want their clubhouse quotes, their player podcasts, and their press box seats. So they stay quiet. They call it a “rough patch.” They say the team is “struggling.” Struggling? No. The Yankees are flat-out awful—and it’s leadership, stupid. Jomboy Media? MLB.com? Even the bigger beat guys? They won’t touch this with a ten-foot pole. Because going hard on Boone or Cashman risks a phone call from the top. So instead, they sugarcoat it. “They’re grinding.” “It’s just a phase.”

Give us a break.

Clarke Schmidt knows the truth. His recent comments basically screamed it without saying it: “We're in the thick of it… every year, around June and July, we kind of grind a little bit.” Translation? Same old Yankees. Same old collapse. And it starts at the top.

Boone can’t rally this team. He never could. And Cashman? He’s lost his fastball and refuses to admit it.

Until this organization wakes up and makes real changes—**firing Boone, holding Cashman accountable, building a real roster instead of praying on prospects and worn-out veterans—**this team is going nowhere. Not to the playoffs, not to a World Series, and sure as hell not to a championship.

We don’t care who gets mad. We don’t care who calls us “too harsh.” The Yankees are broken. And we’re not gonna sit back and write fluff pieces while the house burns down.

Boone’s gotta go.
Cashman’s time is up.
And if you can’t see that, you’re part of the problem.