Wednesday, January 21, 2026

BELLINGER IS BACK & I'M HAPPY FOR THE FIRST TIME THIS OFFSEASON


Let’s get something straight right out of the gate: the Yankees didn’t just want to bring Cody Bellinger back—they had no choice. This wasn’t a luxury buy. This wasn’t a “nice addition.” This was a reputational bailout.

Yes, Bellinger improves the roster. Anyone pretending otherwise is either lying or staring at a depth chart through Yankee Stadium beer goggles. He fields. He hits. He lengthens the lineup. He gives you actual competence in multiple spots instead of duct tape and crossed fingers. That part is obvious. But the real reason this deal had to happen lives above the field, inside the front office, where this offseason went to die.

Because let’s not rewrite history here. The Yankees’ winter was a masterclass in doing a whole lot of nothing while pretending it was part of a grand plan. “Flexibility.” “Optionality.” “We like our internal options.” Every buzzword, zero urgency. It was like watching someone rearrange deck chairs and calling it naval engineering. The fanbase wasn’t restless—it was insulted.

If the Yankees failed to land Bellinger, the contingency plan was painfully transparent. Out comes the media blitz. Cue the glowing prospect packages. Spencer Jones suddenly becomes untouchable, generational, Babe Judge Mantle Jr., whether he was ready or not. Every YES segment turns into farm-system propaganda. The hope? That fans would get distracted by shiny future toys and forget the present was being neglected in real time.

It would be damage control at its best. But wow...the Yankees actually did the right thing today.

And to be clear: Cody Bellinger will help this team win. He brings balance to a lineup that’s been painfully one-dimensional. If they didn't sign him, there's no question there would be a hole, a void.

Now, would I still like a true top-of-the-rotation starter? Of course I would. Anyone with a pulse would. But baseball doesn’t work that way, and the Yankees already burned too much time playing chicken with the market. You don’t get everything you want when you spend months acting like you don’t want anything at all.

The Bellinger deal itself—five years, $162.5 million, opt-outs after years two and three, plus a $20 million signing bonus—is hefty. Is it perfect? No. Does Bellinger “deserve” every cent in a vacuum? Probably not. But this isn’t a vacuum. This is the modern MLB marketplace, where it was either the Yankees, the Mets, or the Dodgers—and standing still meant losing. Context matters.

And let’s not ignore the sentimental truth here. Bellinger’s roots matter. His father wore pinstripes. The Yankees still sell history better than anyone, and in this case, history helped close the deal in my opinion. Nostalgia isn’t everything—but when the money’s close, it still tips the scale.

So yes, I’m happy. Legitimately happy. For the first time this entire offseason, the Yankees front office acted like an organization that understands expectations. They didn’t hide. They didn’t spin. They didn’t punt. They signed the guy they needed to sign.

Now—before anyone gets carried away—this doesn’t mean all is forgiven. One good move doesn’t erase months of inertia, or years of stubborn thinking. It just means they passed a test they absolutely could not afford to fail.

Enjoy the moment. Celebrate it. And don’t worry—I’ll find a fresh reason to be mad at Brian Cashman tomorrow. That, unlike roster construction, remains perfectly consistent.



BADER BACK TO THE BRONX IS A REAL POSSIBILITY


Jack Curry of YES Network floated a familiar name back into the Bronx rumor mill, and no, it’s not a blockbuster. It’s Harrison Bader. And before anyone groans, let’s talk about why that actually makes sense.

Bader already did his time in pinstripes from 2022–23, putting up a modest .237/.274/.353 line with seven homers and 46 RBIs . Those numbers won’t make a highlight reel—but October told a different story. Five postseason home runs in 2022 will do that. It was electric. Remember it? The guy doesn’t hide when the lights get hot.

This is where context matters. Harrison Bader is not a spreadsheet darling. He’s a “balls-to-the-wall, beat-you-to-the-spot, run-through-a-wall” baseball player. A throw back. Gold Glove defense. Legit center-field range. Speed that still matters. Energy that shows up in wins, dugouts, and playoff games.


The Yankees could use exactly that right now. They need outfield defense that doesn’t make pitchers nervous. They need athleticism. They need someone who can put the ball in play, steal a base, and turn singles into doubles with effort alone. Bader checks those boxes in ink, not pencil.

There’s also the business side. He’s a New York native. He wants to be here. And he’s not about to break the bank. The early chatter suggested something like three years at $15 million per year, which—let’s be honest—probably makes the Yankees clutch their wallets. Fine. Then act like a functional front office and negotiate. Two years with a third-year option or opt-out feels like the obvious middle ground. Low risk, flexible, and very Yankees… at least the Yankees they used to be.

This isn’t a splash. It’s a patch. But it’s a necessary one—especially after the Yankees, in my opinion, fumbled the Cody Bellinger situation into oblivion. When you miss on the big swing, you don’t sit there admiring the strikeout. You adjust.

Harrison Bader isn’t a savior. He’s a fix. And sometimes, the hardest-working guy in the room is exactly who you need to stop the bleeding.

Time will tell. But if the Yankees pass on an easy, logical move like this, it won’t be because Bader didn’t fit—it’ll be because the front office didn’t think fast enough.



THE HALL OF FAME IS DEAD!


The news from yesterday has me sick. As soon as I saw the news I texted Casey because I was practically spitting bullets. I've had a few people tell me to get over it and stop talking about it but....I'm not gonna.

In case you didn't catch up on the baseball headlines yesterday Carlos Beltran was voted into the Hall of Fame. The sign stealing legend and head schemer of the 2017 Astros cheating scandal will become part of baseball's greatest honor.....let that sink in for a minute.

The man with no honor and integrity will forever be enshrined amongst the greatest names in the game. He's a disgrace to those who played the game with honor and passion like Derek Jeter. Jeter IS a hall of famer, Beltran is a horrible mistake with no honor. Will the Hall of Fame will ever be seen as a legitimate institution ever again? It's a fair question.

Beltran disgraced the game and should be shunned from baseball history just like Pete Rose was. Pete Rose, cheated OFF of the field and was banned from the sport and WAS ineligible for Hall of Fame consideration until May of 2025. He was made an example of. Nothing Rose did impacted the game during his playing time. He paid a high price that Beltran will never pay.

And you can't talk about scandals without talking about Shoeless Joe Jackson. He was banned from baseball in 1921 for his involvement in the "Black Sox Scandal," after he and some teammates conspired with gamblers to intentionally lose the 1919 World Series. He was permanently banned by newly appointed MLB Commissioner, Kenesaw Mountain Landis, to preserve the integrity of the game.....imagine that. Jackson cheated as a player and was held accountable. This is not the world we live in anymore.

However here we are a century later and Beltran cheated ON the field and has no consequences. He wasn't banned, weak pansy Rob Manfred protected him! The integrity that previous MLB commissioners fought to preserve has vanished. Two years after the scandal, Beltran was rewarded with a manager job for the Mets and just over two months later is removed from that role....all thanks to his involvement in the cheating scandal. He wasn't honorable enough to manager, but now he is honored by being inducted into the Hall of Fame? It's asinine.

So now that the writers have voted Beltran in, they have set a precedence that integrity doesn't matter. Honor can be lost and you can still be rewarded with a place in baseball history. Now let's just add Manny Ramirez, Jose Canseco and Alex Rodriguez to the inductee list! I don't care WHAT form of cheating it is. I don't care if you think it's not the same....it's still a disgrace to the game. One disgrace is not "less" than another. Greats belong in the Hall of Fame, not just great stats but also great stewards of the game itself and with good character.

So Beltran may be feeling himself right now. He may be standing tall but being in the hall doesn't erase history, and Beltran will always be known as the architect of a massive and blatant cheating scheme. He brought disgrace to the game and that should NOT be rewarded for that by getting a place amongst the true greats of this game. 

That's just my two cents. Agree with it or not, it doesn't matter to me. Integrity over anything else.....period.
The Hall of Fame is now tainted. It is DEAD. I will never look at it the same again.


--Jeana Bellezza-Ochoa
BYB Senior Managing Editor
Twitter: @nyprincessj





Tuesday, January 20, 2026

WE'RE THE MARLINS... WITH BETTER BRANDING


The Yankees keep telling us this is a plan. A strategy. A carefully calculated offseason chess match. But from the cheap seats, it looks a lot more like a staring contest where they refuse to blink while the rest of the league is actively improving.

Here we are, deep into the 2026 offseason, and the New York Yankees are still stockpiling “depth” like it’s toilet paper in March 2020, all while pretending they’re calmly waiting on their one and only white whale: Cody Bellinger. One target. One guy. Months of awkward silence. No leverage. No urgency. Just vibes.

And isn’t that the saddest part? This entire offseason has been reduced to a single, drawn-out charade. The Yankees want us to believe they’re fine waiting Bellinger out, that he’ll eventually realize how lucky he’d be to wear the pinstripes. But reality keeps tapping them on the shoulder and saying, “Hey guys… he doesn’t need you. We need him.”


Here’s the uncomfortable truth: the Yankees need to improve. Period. Not later. Not hypothetically. Now. Bellinger isn’t some luxury item you haggle over at a flea market. He can field. He can hit. He’s already proven he can help this team, just like he did in 2025. The problem isn’t Cody Bellinger. The problem is Yankee ego.

The organization seems convinced Bellinger would be foolish to walk away from their offer. Meanwhile, Bellinger is sitting comfortably, unmoved, watching the Yankees slowly negotiate against themselves. Because Bellinger doesn’t need the Yankees. The Yankees need Bellinger. That’s the bottom line.


And you know how we know the front office knows it too? Because the desperation leaks out in the fine print. Enter Seth Brown. Outfielder. First baseman. Minor league deal. Triple-A “insurance.” Translation: “We’re bracing for the fact that this probably isn’t going our way.”

That’s not aggression. That’s not competitiveness. That’s a franchise backing into the offseason with its hands up, hoping no one notices the white flag tucked into the back pocket. Signing Seth Brown as insurance isn’t a plan, it’s an admission. They know they might lose Bellinger, and instead of pivoting boldly, they’re padding the couch cushions and hoping something shakes loose.

This is a defensive organization now. Reactive. Hesitant. Clueless about how to actually close deals in the modern MLB marketplace.

And let’s stop pretending the Yankee brand is what it used to be. This isn’t the 1970s. This isn’t the 1990s. The mystique is gone. Today’s Yankees aren’t about relentlessly improving the roster, they’re about making sure the revenue streams stay warm and cozy. Merchandise still sells. The stadium still fills. The logo still prints money.

The team could finish in last place and, as long as fans keep buying jerseys and beers, the machine keeps humming. Winning championships has become optional. Profit is not.

As they continue trying to re-sign Bellinger as the centerpiece of their entire offseason, the Yankees have “supplemented” the roster with a grab bag of minor league signings: Seth Brown, Paul DeJong, Zack Short. Behold, the reinforcements. Hardly a band of heroes. 

If it works, great. If it doesn’t, who cares? You’ll still go to the games. You’ll still buy the merch. And that’s exactly the problem.

Nothing changes because nothing has to.

Attendance tells the story. The Yankees peaked in 2008 at the old Stadium with over 4.29 million fans, then again in 2010 at the new place with more than 3.76 million. After that? A steady decline, bottoming out around 3.06 million in 2016. Recently, attendance has stabilized and even grown, with over 3.39 million fans showing up in 2025, third-best in baseball.  But let’s be honest about why. The World Series run in 2024 helped, sure. But the real draw has been Aaron Judge. Watching him chase history. Watching greatness in real time. That’s been refreshing. That’s been special.

But players age. Windows close. Judge is getting older, and there’s still no championship to show for it. Hope exists, sure, but hope without action is just marketing.

The Yankees aren’t winning championships anymore. They’re just… playing. Expensively. Loudly. Mediocre.

Fans have been crystal clear about their frustrations: unrealistic expectations used as excuses, a lack of accountability, flawed team-building philosophies, and a front office that somehow manages to underperform despite having every financial advantage imaginable. The Yankees are no longer the gold standard. They’re just another big-budget team spinning its wheels while rivals pass them by.

Call me negative if you want. But this isn’t the Yankee team I fell in love with. Brian Cashman and his front office philosophy have drained the soul out of it. Aaron Boone is a mouthpiece, not a leader. I still love the players. I still root for them. They’re stuck in baseball purgatory, and that’s not their fault.

Ownership can scream about performance all they want, but if you don’t give players the tools, what do you expect? Look at the Dodgers. That’s what commitment looks like. That’s what actually trying to win feels like.

The Yankees aren’t top-tier anymore. They’re not dominant. They’re not feared.

The Yankees? We’re the Marlins now, just with better branding.

Get used to it.



Monday, January 19, 2026

BELLINGER IS SLIPPING AWAY ...BUT HAL DOESN'T CARE!


 "I've got ears. I know what's expected of me." - Hal Steinbrenner November 2024

My how times have changed. Those were Hal's famous last words when he was chasing after Juan Soto before losing him to the Mets. Funny how he was willing to over spend $760 million on Soto over 16 years but won't open his wallet for any difference makers this season.

I'm sick and tired of it. This offseason is a bust. Hal said he knows what is expected of him but....we don't have a championship caliber worthy team. We have returning Yankees, including an expensive Trent Grisham, Ryan Weathers and then some minor league dopes to bolster depth. This is a wild card team at best. That's even a pipe dream right now.

The Yankees are still paying chicken with Cody Bellinger and Scott Boras and now they are just daring anyone else to come to the table and out bid them according to Bob Klapisch.


I get it, because that is a "fair" offer. But when you have teams willing to spend stupid money like the Mets and the damn Dodgers, it's a dangerous line to tip toe over. The bigger problem for me is....if Cody doesn't come back the Yankees are screwed because all of the impact bats are gone. They have new teams. The Yankees have a weaker team and suddenly we are stuck with Jasson Dominguez or Spencer Jones for better or worse! That's not how a competitive team like the Yankees should be operating.


This winter is an absolute bust. Brian Cashman and Hal have literally pissed it away. If the season starts tomorrow, we are so screwed. Our rivals are better and have meaningful upgrades to their teams where as we have the 2025 roster with no Cody and a weaker offense and outfield. All of this to save a buck and probably start golfing in November.

All because Hal wants to save some money. The writing was on the wall in November last year. "Would it be ideal if I went down [with the payroll]? Of course. But does that mean that's going to happen? Of course not. We want to field a team we know could win a championship -- or we believe could win a championship," read more HERE. The Yankees have the means to pursue any player they want to improve their team and make them more competitive.....they just choose not to.


And in this case they have chosen mediocrity. Cody is going to be playing in a different uniform this season....and the Yankees are going to be a bottom feeder. The more Hal does this and proves to us that he doesn't care it becomes easier for us to not care enough to spend money on tickets, merchandise and overpriced concessions so Hal makes less money. Maybe Hal isn't smart enough to realize that.

Hal is playing a dangerous game here. If Cody does not return it is proof that Hal doesn't care about the legacy of this team anymore. We care more than he does! Just sell the team Hal.....we deserve better and I am just sick of you at this point!



--Jeana Bellezza-Ochoa
BYB Senior Managing Editor
Twitter: @nyprincessj





Sunday, January 18, 2026

THE END OF WHAT MY NEW YORK YANKEES USED TO REPRESENT


Call it dramatic if you want, but this Yankees franchise is no longer living large. The New York Yankees, the supposed gold standard of professional sports, are operating in something that looks a whole lot like survival mode. And I say that as someone who has bled Yankee blue for decades. I have lived through bad teams, weird teams, transition teams, and aging-dynasty teams. What I have never lived through is an offseason quite like this one: timid, directionless, and drenched in alligator arms.

This isn’t patience, gang. This isn’t strategy. This isn’t some grand chess match where Brian Cashman is secretly five moves ahead of the rest of baseball. This is an organization sitting on its hands, congratulating itself for not spending money, while the rest of the league treats urgency like oxygen.

And yet, somehow, we the fans are supposed to be scolded for being angry.


Enter Michael Kay, stage left, wagging his finger at the fanbase like a disappointed substitute teacher. Kay can whine, lecture, and condescend all he wants, but the reality is painfully obvious: his commentary has drifted so far from the lived reality of Yankees fans that it’s become unrecognizable. Let’s not play dumb here. Michael Kay is paid handsomely through the YES Network, the Yankees’ own broadcast arm. That paycheck clears because the organization signs it, not because fans clap politely when the team sleepwalks through an offseason. When Kay lashes out at us fans, it’s not analysis. It’s insulation. His wallet is doing the talking.

And here’s the thing he seems to have forgotten the moment he handed in his fan card: fans are allowed to be mad. In fact, being mad is often the most honest form of fandom. We invest time, money, emotion, and generational loyalty. Anger isn’t betrayal. Apathy is.

The Yankees lost last year. Not “just short.” Not “one bounce away.” They lost. Which means the assignment this offseason was painfully clear: improve the team in a meaningful way. Add impact. Add stars. Add players who scare opposing teams in October.

Instead, here’s the receipt:


Ryan Weathers, acquired for four prospects to “bolster depth.”

Kaleb Ort, claimed off waivers.

Paul DeJong, minor league deal.

Sebastian Pinto, minor league deal.

Trent Grisham, qualifying offer accepted.

Amed Rosario, one-year versatility play.

Paul Blackburn, re-signed.

Ryan Yarbrough, re-signed.


Nick Torres, minor league deal.

Tim Hill, re-signed.

That’s not a championship plan. That’s a clearance rack with pinstripes on it.

Not one All-Star caliber stud. Not one needle-mover. Not one player who walks into a postseason series and forces the other dugout to change its strategy. This is a collection of depth pieces being sold as vision.

Meanwhile, Gerrit Cole and Carlos Rodón won’t be ready for Opening Day. The shortstop we’re told is “elite” won’t even sniff the field until summer. The catcher who was hyped as the next great stopper hasn’t stopped much of anything and only batting .214. 

And hovering over all of it is Aaron Judge, a generational superstar wasting prime years on a roster that refuses to meet him halfway. Every season that passes without serious reinforcement is another year of malpractice. Judge will retire one day never seeing a championship if this front office continues to lead blind.

The front office’s greatest blind spot remains the same: baseball is played by humans, not spreadsheets. Chemistry matters. Urgency matters. Accountability matters. You can’t model heart, confidence, or fearlessness in a back-office algorithm, no matter how pretty the Excel file looks.

And where is ownership in all of this? Where is Hal Steinbrenner? Where is Randy Levine? Once upon a time, the people at the top didn’t hide when the Yankees underachieved. Now they’re silent, distant, and seemingly detached from the product on the field. Cashman tells us long-term contracts limit flexibility. Steinbrenner promises aggression without recklessness. Fine words. Empty results again.

The Yankees print money. Roughly $700 million a year in revenue. That’s not a small-market excuse. That’s a financial juggernaut choosing restraint while fans are told to be grateful for prudence. There is zero justification for this level of inactivity. None.


Fans have every right to be furious. We pay for season tickets, parking, concessions, jerseys, streaming packages, and cable networks. We show up 162 times a year emotionally, even when the team doesn’t. Wanting a championship isn’t entitlement. It’s the standard this franchise taught us to expect.

And if nothing changes by spring, if Aaron Boone is still wandering the dugout without consequence, if 2026 is once again sold as “trust the process,” then yes, fans should consider drastic responses. Boycotts. Walkaways. Silence where noise used to be. Because loyalty without accountability is just being taken advantage of.

For the first time in my life, I’ve even questioned my own fandom. I’ve thought about walking away for a season. I’ve thought about shutting down Bleeding Yankee Blue, a blog that’s been alive since 2010, because the frustration has curdled into something worse: sadness. This front office doesn’t seem to understand what fans want, or worse, doesn’t care.

It has been a championship drought since 2009 despite sky-high payrolls. Analysts and former players alike have called out unbalanced rosters, outdated thinking, and a fixation on bargain-bin signings. Too many DH-types. No first-base stability. A power-or-nothing approach that collapses under pressure. No urgency. No consequences. No fear of failure.

That’s on Brian Cashman. That’s on Aaron Boone, who would rather be liked than respected. And it’s on voices like Michael Kay, who should be holding this organization’s feet to the fire instead of blaming fans for noticing the smoke. You're pathetic Kay. Shame on you.

Don’t tell us how to root. Don’t insult our intelligence. And don’t pretend this is fine.

This used to be the New York Yankees. Now it feels like a brand slowly being run into the ground by people who confuse comfort with competence. At this point, why not bring Frankie Montas back and call it a day?

Sad.





Wednesday, January 14, 2026

EVEN THE DIAMONDBACKS ARE MAKING BIGGER MOVES THAN THE YANKEES!


I never thought I would live in a world where the Diamondbacks make splashier moves than the Yankees. Welcome to the new world I guess. It's like I stepped into the Twilight Zone.

If you didn't know....I no longer live in New York. Now I live in Arizona where the sports world is bleak. We no longer have a hockey team (they sucked anyways), the Suns choke every year, and the Cardinals are just unwatchable and Kyler Murray is a joke. Hell, ASU football has more of a following. The Diamondbacks are the pride and joy of this state....and historically speaking that is pretty sad.

But as of yesterday, Diamondback fans are celebrating like it is 2001 all over again. The Diamondbacks traded for Nolan Arenado in exchange for minor leaguer Jack Martinez and cash. The Cardinals are in the middle of a major rebuild but three years ago a salary dump moving Arenado was a fantasy wish for other teams. He was a National League MVP finalist with elite defense. His offense has slipped steadily since then and the Cardinals finally moved him. Arenado is due $42 million over two years but the Rockies are on the hook for $5MM of that sum. Arizona is on the hook for $5 million this season and $6 million next year making it "easier" for the Cardinals to eat the rest of the money owed.

With that, Diamondbacks fans are feeling good about themselves. I heard about it all day at work, the jabs just kept coming. 

"Hey where is your GM? It's Brian Cashman, right? He must be at school learning how to become a General Manager."

"Did you guys sell your team? It's like the Yankees don't exist anymore! It's all about the Blue Jays now."

"We have a bigger budget than the Yankees do. You guys go bankrupt or something?"

"Watch Cody Bellinger is gonna be a DODGER again and then you will be crying."

"Hey I bet we can teach Arenado to play a better shortstop than Anthony Volpe!"

The sad part is I think they COULD teach Arenado to be a better shortstop than Volpe. That bar isn't set very high. Arenado may not be what he once was but he's no worse than the Yankees dumpster dive specials they have acquired. Cashman is clipping coupons and playing chicken with Scott Boras and Cody. That's our winter, and soon to be a laughable season when the Yankees put a weak lineup on the field and the Blue Jays walk all over the Yankees again.

It's worth mentioning that Dbacks fans are also laughing about adding Jonathan Loaisiga. The former Yankee turned Dback on a minor league deal with an invite to Spring Training doesn't hurt my feelings but...whatever helps them sleep at night I guess. They can believe I am sad about that along with the rest of Yankeeland. Do we need relievers? Sure we do. Do we need Loaisiga? Not exactly.....but Dbacks fans don't (and can't) understand that.

It's a pretty dark day when the lowly Diamondbacks are making more moves then the Yankees. It's quite the fall from grace. The Yankee identity that once was....is no more unless the Yankees pull their heads out of their asses and prioritize building a REAL roster that can win again.


--Jeana Bellezza-Ochoa
BYB Senior Managing Editor
Twitter: @nyprincessj





Tuesday, January 13, 2026

THE YANKEES "BOLSTER" THEIR ROTATION... MAKING IT MEDIOCRE

Desperate Cashman has done it again.


The New York Yankees actually did something — and somehow, it managed to feel even smaller than nothing. 

They “bolstered” their rotation by acquiring left-hander Ryan Weathers from the Marlins in exchange for a four-prospect grab bag: outfielders Brendan Jones and Dillon Lewis, infielders Dylan Jasso and Juan Matheus. A move happened. Technically.

Weathers now slides into a rotation that currently reads like a spring training split squad: Max Fried, Cam Schlittler, Will Warren, Luis Gil, plus Ryan Yarbrough and Paul Blackburn lurking around like spare parts. Gerrit Cole and Carlos Rodón aren’t ready for Opening Day, which means this rotation inspires exactly zero fear — unless you’re a Yankees fan afraid of how many bullpen games are coming.

This is the part where the front office wants credit for “addressing pitching.” No. This is rearranging deck chairs and calling it nautical engineering. If the Yankees were serious, they’d sever Brian Cashman’s contract, redirect that money toward an actual impact arm, and stop pretending hope and prayer count as roster construction.

There is nothing about this move that inspires confidence. Nothing about this offseason that suggests a plan. And nothing about the Yankees right now that feels remotely serious. They have somehow become the most embarrassing participant in an offseason where teams are actively trying to win — and succeeding.

And hey, does the name Weathers sound familiar? It should. Dave Weathers pitched for the Yankees in the late ’90s. So apparently, if we’re shopping for sons of former Yankees now, why stop here? If nostalgia is the strategy, how the hell can’t they land Cody Bellinger? Cause Cashman is asleep.

This isn’t roster building. It’s franchise cosplay. 

The Yankees aren’t acting like contenders; they’re acting like an organization killing time until spring and hoping the brand carries the load.

This has been a terrible offseason. And worse — it’s the kind of terrible that suggests the Yankees no longer know how to be anything else.




Monday, January 12, 2026

SCOTT BORAS & THE YANKEES ARE PLAYING A DANGEROUS GAME OF CHICKEN!


This could be a defining moment for the Yankees winter. All eyes are on Scott Boras, Cody Bellinger and the Yankees...and after Saturday's news dropped it doesn't sound promising.

According to Buster Olney HERE contract negotiations are "at an impasse." The Yankees have offered a five year deal with "at least" a $30 million average annual value which they believe is competitive. However, Boras and Cody are asking for a seven year deal and the rumor mill says Cody wants closer to $37 million a year. Did the Yankees make a competitive offer?

That's what everyone is debating. If you look at what the market has already commanded, it is definitely speaking. Pete Alonso signed a five year $155 million deal with the Orioles and Kyle Schwarber signed a five year $150 million deal with the Phillies. This is where the market gets tricky. Based on what Alonso got, one can argue that Cody got a fair value, but then there is Schwarber. A guy that has mostly served as a designated hitter the last two years signed a deal that is supposedly similar to the offer the Yankees made to Cody? Hmmmm.

That's where this gets hard. If Schwarber's offer is similar to what the Yankees offered Cody the Yankees might need to ask themselves just how badly do they want Cody back. Do I think they need to go seven years? No, and as bad as I want Cody back I am not loving the idea of signing him for seven years. However, the Yankees may need to go that sixth year and give him a slight increase on an average annual value basis. It's not unreasonable.

At this point, the Yankees are supposedly shifting gears and approaching the rest of their offseason like Cody won't be coming back. At this stage, the Yankees assume the market has gone cold. Maybe it has....we'll see but they are not going to bid against themselves.

Remember, at the Winter Meetings, Scott Boras got cutesy with a poetry attempt and hinted that there were eight teams interested in Bellinger. Who knows if that's true or if Boras was fibbing on that BUT that is definitely how Boras operates so embellishing the truth on that is not out of the realm of possibility.

Boras is now and has always played a good hand of poker. He said Cody had interest in as many as eight teams....but that could realistically also mean one or two. There's a fine line between flat out lying and bluffing. It's how Boras operates and gets the best deals for his clients so I never underestimate him. Right now the Yankees are calling Boras' bluff and I just hope it turns out in their favor.

I don't know how this is going to pan out but what I DO know is the Yankees won't have another 94 win season with regular outfield playing time with Trent Grisham in center field and Jasson Dominguez in left field. Hell, the Yankees shouldn't even gamble with Spencer Jones either. They need stability out there, and that's exactly what Cody brings.

Cody is a big part of the Yankees plans for a successful run this season. Our rivals have all made improvements while we have not. The Yankees can't stand firm here. A game of chicken is not the answer. Someone needs to blink here and get this done. 

If it doesn't happen I am going to lose what little sanity I have left.....


--Jeana Bellezza-Ochoa
BYB Senior Managing Editor
Twitter: @nyprincessj






Thursday, January 8, 2026

AN UNSERIOUS FRANCHISE WITH A WHOLE LOT OF NOTHING


It’s honestly wild watching the Yankee sports-writer industrial complex finally arrive at a place some of us have been yelling about since October. Welcome. I saved you a seat.

See, I don’t just think about right now. I think about what now does to later. Every move — or non-move — has a ripple effect. Do something today, you shape tomorrow. Do nothing today, and tomorrow shows up angry, impatient, and holding receipts. Doing nothing and assuming it’ll all magically work out is basically rolling dice in a casino and calling it “strategy.” Baseball offseasons are not supposed to be games of chance. They’re supposed to be statements of intent.

And right now, the Yankees are making a statement — just not the one you want. This is no longer a serious franchise. It’s not a bold one. It’s barely a competitive one.

You can listen to what Michael Kay chirped last week — that the Yankees’ offseason is totally fine because the players who signed elsewhere “weren’t guys they wanted anyway.” That’s the line that makes my blood boil. Why weren’t they wanted? Why is upgrading the roster suddenly optional? Why is ambition treated like a luxury item? By the way Kay, the Yankees aren't better because of that decision.  Ridiculous. Your time is up.


The most baffling move of all was extending a qualifying offer to Trent Grisham — the same Trent Grisham the Yankees practically tried to smuggle off the roster the year before. Sure, last season worked out better than expected. Fine. Golf clap. But there are better players available. And while I admire taking a calculated risk once in a while, this entire offseason has been one long shrug.

Because let’s be clear about what this team actually needs: pitching. A long-term deal for Cody Bellinger. And — say it louder — a new shortstop who can field and hit. That’s not greedy. That’s basic roster construction.

Instead, the Yankees appear content marching into the season with Max Fried, Luis Gil, Will Warren, and Cam Schlittler, fingers crossed like it’s a middle school science fair. They’re assuming Cam will be stellar again. They’re assuming Gerrit Cole comes back and immediately turns into Cy Young Gerrit Cole. They’re assuming Carlos Rodón — fresh off injury — suddenly becomes reliable regularly.

And Rodón, especially, is the ultimate mystery box. Sometimes you get dominance. Sometimes you get five runs in the second inning and a thousand-yard stare. Now he’s coming off an injury, and I’m supposed to believe this is the moment everything clicks? Based on what — vibes?

That’s how we will end up in early June in 2026, sitting in third place, with the same cast as last year and a bullpen of minor leaguers Brian Cashman can shuffle in like spare parts. Do you see the pattern yet? Because I’ve been screaming about it for months, and now — finally — everyone else is catching up.


Even Empire Sports Media, whom I respect, spelled it out plainly:

“The harsh reality of medical science and aging curves suggests the Yankees might be setting themselves up for a significant disappointment. While Cole’s work ethic is legendary, physiology is undefeated, and expecting a 35-year-old pitcher to immediately recapture Cy Young form after reconstructive elbow surgery is not just optimistic—it is dangerous.”

Exactly. One thousand percent correct.

The Yankees treat players like machines. They hoard data, worship spreadsheets, and completely ignore the human element — the soreness, the recovery, the mental grind of coming back from injury. A spreadsheet doesn’t tell you how Gerrit Cole feels when he wakes up. It doesn’t tell you what his elbow says in April. And the truth is uncomfortable, but unavoidable: we don’t know if Cole ever returns to Cy Young form. Pretending otherwise is reckless.

AIBat put it bluntly too:

“The pressure is on the Yankees management to find solutions that strengthen the team… With the start of the season drawing closer, time is of the essence.”

Yes, it’s obvious. And yes, it still apparently needs to be said. The Yankees haven’t made a splash this offseason. They haven’t even made a puddle. It’s embarrassing.

Brian Cashman talked about being “aggressive.” That was a lie. Full stop. And while I genuinely like some of the players on this roster, nobody wants a rerun of 2025 — close enough to dream, far enough to fail. Sometimes teams need a shakeup. Sometimes complacency is the real enemy.

Running it back with the same guys invites stagnation. Volpe and Wells look overmatched. Judge is aging in real time. Can we please help this man win a championship before the window slams shut? And Max Fried? He’s stranded on an island, surrounded by question marks and medical reports.

So if this sounds like panic, it’s not. It’s disappointment. Yankee fans aren’t unreasonable — they’re exhausted. They want a team that actually tries to win, not one that hides behind models and probabilities and hopes the humans behave like robots.

This isn’t how you go into 2026.
The Yankees need to be better.
That’s it.



Wednesday, January 7, 2026

KAY HOLDS THE YANKEES WATER WHEN IT COMES TO THEIR MISERABLE OFF-SEASON



Michael Kay has officially volunteered for the offseason hydration station. While Yankee fans are pacing the room, Kay is out here holding the team’s water bottle, explaining why actually this winter has been totally fine, thank you very much.

His defense of the Yankees’ inactivity is… something. According to Kay, the Yankees didn’t miss out on anyone this offseason because they simply didn’t want any of the players who signed elsewhere. Which is a fascinating argument if your goal is to lower expectations into the Earth’s mantle. The logic goes like this: if you pretend you never wanted to improve, then you technically didn’t fail to improve. Galaxy brain stuff.

But here’s the giant hole in Kay’s reasoning, and it’s the size of the 2026 roster: the Yankees have done absolutely nothing meaningful to make the team better. That’s the frustration. Not “oh no, we didn’t get that guy,” but rather, why does this organization seemingly not want to upgrade at all? Why did half the league improve while the Yankees stockpiled minor leaguers like canned goods for a long winter? Those are the questions we want answered.

And that leads to the bigger, far more uncomfortable question Kay conveniently sidesteps: why didn’t the Yankees want any of these players? Are we supposed to believe that every impact free agent was suddenly beneath the Yankees’ interest? That the front office collectively decided, “No thanks, we’re good with vibes and non-roster invites”?

What makes it worse is the complete lack of transparency. Where are the press conferences? Where is the vision? All we ever get is an October soundbite from Brian Cashman promising an “aggressive” offseason, followed by January rolling around with… a flurry of minor league signings and some hopeful shrugging. And of course, the most recent Boone sound bite where he says he wants to win a championship. Well, no shit.  Go do it, we've been waiting.  

And let’s not dance around the obvious: Michael Kay is employed by YES. Of course he’s not going to torch the organization. He can’t. That check comes with invisible handcuffs. It’s a shame, too, because everyone knows Kay is smart enough—and passionate enough—to tell the truth if he were free to do so. I actually love the guy, but I don't love that he's defending a terrible off season. 

The bottom line? The Yankees haven’t won a damn thing under Aaron Boone. They haven’t won anything at all since 2009. Yes, they got to the World Series in 2024. Great. Hang the banner that says “Almost.” This is the New York Yankees, not a participation trophy factory.

And that’s exactly why Bleeding Yankee Blue exists. We’re not here to sugarcoat, spin, or hydrate the front office. When we’re mad, we say it. We’re not shackled. We’re not on the payroll. And we’re not pretending that a quiet offseason full of minor league deals is some master plan.

If that makes us loud, so be it. Someone has to say what everyone else is thinking.




THE LATEST CODY BELLINGER RUMOR HAS ME LAUGHING OUT LOUD!



Say what you want about former MLB General Manager Jim Bowden, he's got a lot of experience in the show. Sometimes he has some pretty interesting soundbites out there, and oh boy did he drop a doozy on Monday. This one did not disappoint, I'm still laughing.

There's a lot of buzz out there about Cody Bellinger. He is one of the biggest free agents this winter and he's still available. The Yankees supposedly made their second offer to Cody and according to Bowden, not only could there be a mystery team we don't know about stirring the pot and engaging with Scott Boras but another interesting team out there is engaged.


Go ahead and play that again....you know you want to! Bowden's heard "whispers" of the Pittsburgh Pirates. He's right they have had a nice winter (unlike the freaking Yankees!) but come on....the Pirates? They are going to pony up the amount of money that Cody wants. OR better yet, the Pirates are going to outbid any other team to get him? That's rich.

But maybe the Yankees are the exception. We aren't spending money. We are clipping coupons and taking fliers out on minor league bench guys! That's what Brian Cashman does now. So maybe the Pirates WOULD outbid the Yankees but come on.....Cody isn't playing for the Pirates.

Cody is going to a major market team. I do think Bowden is right and Cody WANTS to stay with us. I have no doubt in my mind that is the truth, he fit in well here and he fills the Yankees need for both outfield AND first base help. He handled the New York pressure well....it's a great fit on paper.



What ISN'T a great fit on paper is Cody and the Pirates. He wants a major market. I think if the Chicago Cubs were serious and wanted him back he would even do that. He liked playing in Chicago also. That's not likely but he's tied to major market teams. He wants to stay in New York. Why settle for Pittsburgh? It just doesn't add up no matter how much the Pirates would love to have him.

If a Yankees reunion doesn't happen, he's rumored to be open to a reunion with the Dodgers even though there isn't a lot of chatter to support that either. Cody has bigger target destinations than Pittsburgh, sometimes the truth hurts.

So Bowden has me laughing. Pittsburgh.....that's a good one. But seriously, wake me when something truly buzzworthy happens and we quit clipping coupons!



--Jeana Bellezza-Ochoa
BYB Senior Managing Editor
Twitter: @nyprincessj