ADDING ANOTHER SIGNING TO OUR TEAM OF MISFIT MINOR LEAGUERS

The New York Yankees have officially crawled into spring training the same way you crawl into a 24-hour diner at 3 a.m.—tired, uninspired, and hoping something on the menu magically fixes your problems.

Case in point: Rafael Montero.

According to MLB reporter Hector Gomez, Montero is joining the New York Yankees on a minor-league deal with an invite to spring training. If he somehow pitches his way onto the big-league roster, he’ll earn $1.8 million, plus a $500,000 signing bonus. If not? Thanks for stopping by Tampa. Don’t forget your luggage.

This isn’t a signing designed to move the needle. It doesn’t electrify the fan base, terrify opposing lineups, or even raise an eyebrow outside the Bronx. It exists for exactly one reason: low-risk, veteran bullpen depth. That’s it. Full stop. No secret upside, no hidden master plan, no “Cashman cooking” subplot. Just another arm to toss onto the pile and hope something sticks.

Montero’s recent résumé doesn’t exactly scream renaissance. In 2025, the right-hander struggled mightily with the Atlanta Braves, posting a 5.50 ERA across 36 appearances before being shipped off to the Detroit Tigers. That’s not a rebound story—that’s a relocation.

And yet, here we are. Another spring training invite. Another “maybe he figures it out” flier. Another reminder that the Yankees’ current roster philosophy seems to be less Death Star and more yard sale. A lot of no-names. A lot of minor leaguers. A whole lot of hope doing the heavy lifting.

This is what passes for roster construction now: plugging holes with bubble wrap and crossing fingers. The Yankees aren’t attacking weaknesses; they’re politely acknowledging them and moving on. The bullpen isn’t being reinforced—it’s being padded with insurance claims.

Montero isn’t the problem. He’s just the symbol. A perfectly reasonable, perfectly uninspiring addition to a team that once collected stars and now collects lottery tickets. Spring training used to be about sharpening a powerhouse. Now it’s about auditions.

Welcome to camp, Rafael. You’re not here because you change the Yankees’ fate. You’re here because you were available—and apparently, that’s the bar now.