Showing posts with label paul o'neill. Show all posts
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Monday, November 2, 2026

THE YANKEES PUBLIC RELATIONS NIGHTMARE CONTINUES - BUT HAL DOESN'T CARE!


At what point, do the Yankees finally realize there is a serious problem and fix it? A problem that needs action to fix it and not just a bunch of "accountability" babble from Hal Steinbrenner. We've all been waiting for the day when hell freezes over....because that's when things MIGHT change. Maybe? Big fat maybe. Or maybe Hal needs to be blasted some more first.

He's certainly had enough blasting over the years, and especially lately. Here's a very recent breakdown of the Yankees getting criticized:

1. Derek Jeter and Alex Rodriguez got the recent Yankee ridicule started the night the Rays eliminated the Yankees on the Fox Sports post-game show.

2. Then Paul O'Neill gave some pointed commentary to Bob Klapisch on NJ.com HERE.

3. CC Sabathia and Dellin Betances discuss the Yankees that have no standards or expectations of excellence, HERE. 

4. Joe Girardi calls out the Yankees for having no fundamentals and a culture problem HERE.

5. Jorge Posada feels "unwelcome" around the Yankees so he stays away HERE.

6. Last but not least Brewers Manager Pat Murphy calls the Yankees a "horseshit team" HERE.

Sure, Pat Murphy is backpedaling on the "horseshit" comment but he still thinks it. Next up we have Hall of Famer Goose Gossage sharing his thoughts HERE. It's not the first time he's shared his brutally honest thoughts but it is his latest contribution. Sometimes it sounds like he doesn't even like the Yankees anymore, but "I love the Yankees! Are you kidding me? It's this whole regime that I don't like."

Another thing we can all agree on. This regime sucks. No fundamentals, no coaching, lots of coddling and then failure. He's tired of watching it. "Yankees coaches aren't allowed to coach. You get on a player, you're gone. When I was there, I saw the fundamentals were gone and we all know what was going to happen. Look what happened. Gerrit Cole didn't cover first base in the World Series." He's tired of watching the Yankees not do the small things that need to be done over a long season to win.

The older not modern methods that worked are not allowed. The guys that used the old methods and proved that they worked because they won with them can't bring those back either. When they show up as guest instructors they just stand in the corner to watch the analytical nerd methods that produce the same results over and over again.

More and more backlash coming from Yankees past. It all paints the same bad picture - but Hal continues to stand by and do nothing. Is this what rock bottom looks like? Serious question!



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






Wednesday, October 28, 2026

POSADA JUST EXPOSED EVERYTHING WRONG WITH THE YANKEES

First off, be sure the check out Jeana's piece: UNSENTIMENTAL PINSTRIPES: JORGE POSADA FEELS THE COLD SHOULDER.  That being said, I had to give me own thoughts as well because I am incredibly disappointed in this Yankee team's front office. It's atrocious.


Jorge Posada just said more about what's wrong with the New York Yankees in a few sentences than this organization has been willing to admit in years. And somebody in that front office better start listening.

In a revealing interview with New York Post Sports, the former Yankees catcher was asked whether his fiery attitude, baseball instincts and championship mentality could help correct some of the unacceptable behaviors surrounding today's team.

His answer was absolutely devastating.

"I could, but I don't think they want me there. I don't feel welcome when I go there. Even in Spring Training... So, I don't go."

Read that again.

Jorge Posada. Five-time World Series champion. A cornerstone of the last great Yankees dynasty. A man who understood what wearing those pinstripes meant, doesn't feel welcome around the organization he helped make legendary.

Are you kidding me?

This is the problem with the Yankees. Not just the inconsistent baseball. Not just the lack of urgency. Not just the occasional embarrassing fundamentals, the mental mistakes or the seemingly endless acceptance of mediocrity.

It's an organizational culture that appears more comfortable protecting its own philosophy than listening to people who actually know how to win. And Posada just pulled the curtain back.

For years, we've watched a Yankees team that too often looks comfortable losing. Players make mistakes, the same excuses follow, and we're told everyone is working hard and things will eventually turn around.

Where is the fire? Where is the accountability? Where is the guy who gets in somebody's face and reminds him that playing for the New York Yankees is a privilege, not a guaranteed paycheck?

Posada was that guy.

So were Derek Jeter, Paul O'Neill, Andy Pettitte and the late, great George Steinbrenner in his own way. They didn't always agree. They didn't always get along. But they shared something that seems painfully absent today.

An obsession with getting better. An absolute refusal to accept losing.

And here's what makes Posada's comments so damning.

He's not begging for a job. He's not campaigning for attention. He's telling you that he believes he can help, but doesn't feel wanted.

Think about the arrogance of that possibility.

An organization desperately trying to recapture its championship identity has one of the men who helped build that identity standing outside the door.

And apparently nobody is making him feel welcome enough to walk through it. That's not progress. That's organizational failure.

Now, let's give credit where it's due. This was an incredible interview because it exposed something much bigger than one former player's frustration. Credit to New York Post Sports for bringing this conversation into the open and allowing Posada to speak candidly.

Because the Yankees don't need another polished press conference. They don't need another explanation about process, preparation or how close they supposedly are.

They need someone willing to tell them the truth, even when that truth makes people uncomfortable. And Jorge Posada has never had a problem doing that. This is why we love him.

Look, nobody is suggesting that bringing Posada into the clubhouse tomorrow automatically delivers a World Series. That's ridiculous. But wouldn't you want his voice? His knowledge? His expectations? His understanding of what separates a talented baseball team from a championship baseball team?

Wouldn't you want players hearing from someone who lived it?

Apparently, that's not the message Posada has received. And that's a disgrace.

The Yankees have spent far too long trying to convince everyone that their way is working. Meanwhile, the franchise continues searching for the championship standard that once defined it.

Maybe the biggest problem isn't that the Yankees don't know how to get better.

Maybe it's that they've become unwilling to listen to the people who do. Jorge Posada didn't just criticize the Yankees. He exposed a culture that needs to look in the mirror.

And if the people running this organization have any pride left, they should pick up the phone, call Jorge Posada and make it clear that he's always welcome.

Because the New York Yankees should never become a place where champions feel like outsiders.

That's not the Yankee Way. That's everything the Yankee Way was supposed to stand against.



Sunday, October 25, 2026

AMERICA'S FAN



Everyone knows at least one. They are everywhere unfortunately. They live all over this country! They are in cities and towns far and wide! The thing that they have in common…I mean other than the ridiculous stories they gives us as to why they are how they are…is that they know, deep down, that they are full of S&%#!

I’m referring to the fans that like the Dallas Cowboys, the Los Angeles Lakers, the Duke Blue Devils and, sadly, the New York Yankees. 

These full tilt, front running asshats can live in Massachusetts, Texas, Ohio…New Jersey (like that McPherson guy on the WFAN).

“Oh, well I like them because my Dad was a Tony Dorsett guy and so I just followed suit…”



“Well, we didn’t get Sixers games because we didn’t have cable, so I just saw the Lakers a lot…”

“My aunt lived in Charlotte, and I got to go to a game at Cameron when I was 7 so…”

“I always loved Reggie Jackson…so even though I’m from Forrest Lawn, Illinois…yeah, huge Yankee fan, buddy.”

These people are either Gung-ho and show up in jerseys everywhere…or when the team is in the playoffs and they caught a game or two a few months earlier. Either way, they suck.

O’Hara! What is up with you today, kid? What’s with the rant?

I watched the end of the year Yankee word salad presser, and I realized…the Yankees deserve those types of fans now. They deserve each other in fact. 



We’ve become the Lakers, Blue Devils and Cowboys…the Yanks are the Kardashians now!! They are famous for being famous!!! Grit? To the modern day Yankees, that’s just a something you serve up for breakfast down south. Heart? The Wilson sisters rocking Barracuda on the stadium PA system is the only time you hear it in the Bronx. Where have you gone, Paul O’Neill? Our fan base turns its lonely eyes to you…oooo. What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson? The Warrior is up in the YES booth with Coney? 

WELL, TELL HIM TO CHOKE HOLD HAL AND DEMAND THAT HE IS MADE HITTING COACH AND EXECUTIONER! Make Jorge Manager!! Make A Rod GM!! Jeff Nelson can be bullpen coach! Give us SOMETHING to believe in!

I mean the front office drags old dynasty Yankees out to the ballpark every other day for some retired number ceremony, bobblehead day or to toss out a 1st pitch…hired them while you’re at it!!

Listening to Hal, Cashman and Boone is just as bad as bumping Maroon 5!  I can’t listen to it and am STUNNED when others do! That Adam levine’s voice could crack paint…. but this love (of the Yankees) HAS taken it’s toll on me.

Arrogant leadership pushing a model that fails and telling everyone they just don’t understand is truly insane. Brian Cashman is NOT a good GM. He has NEVER been. That is a FACT! He was a strap hanger under Stick Michael. 

 The Core was the foundation. They won on that formula. When Michaels left, the Boss did Boss things and prolonged the winning with the checkbook while making 1980’s moves – Kevin Brown, Randy Johnson, Carl Pavano etc…. Cashman got “his ring” in 2009 when he was able to buy Tex, CC, AJ and Swish with a core still very much intact…. he didn’t do ANYTHING but buy the world with George’s last big shopping spree. He couldn’t carry Theo’s golf clubs…AND HE KNOWS IT!

Hal isn’t his dad…he ain’t even his sister. He’s a guy who doesn’t know or like baseball. He’s the Jeremy Strong character from HBO’s Succession.   Watch it and tell me I’m wrong!!


Boone? Aaron is a good guy. I was lucky enough to meet him and hangout for a bit back in 2011. He is a class act…but so was my uncle Jack and he shouldn’t be the skipper of the Yanks either after all these years. Remember GI Joe? Girardi?  He was let go after winning a title and growing the Baby Bombers up (with a young Aaron Judge) and we were told they needed a new voice….Aaron Boone’s voice is as stale as the one you hear on the 6 train…”Stand clear of the closing doors please.”

Well, it’s more like a closing window…on Judge and Cole…the Yankee way…and the patience of a fan base.

Hey Hal! Get bent!



--Mike O'Hara
BYB Contributor





I wrote this while listening to the Pistols…they have the pulse of TRUE Yankee fans…









Friday, August 28, 2026

GEORGE LOMBARD JR. IS FINE. LET THE KID ADJUST.

Can we please stop doing this?

George Lombard Jr. makes a few errors and suddenly people are examining the kid like he's been playing shortstop in the Bronx for five years.

He's 21. He's been here for about five minutes. And quite frankly, George Lombard Jr. has been one of the most refreshing things to happen to this Yankees team all season.

The kid has energy. He has confidence. He has range. He has an arm. He moves like an actual shortstop. And we've already watched him get to baseballs that Yankees infielders weren't getting to earlier this year.

Paul O'Neill has noticed it too.

O'Neill has praised Lombard's natural defensive ability on YES and essentially told everyone to relax about the recent errors. He's talked about the plays Lombard can make, his range and his ability to handle the position.

I'll take Paul O'Neill's eyes over somebody counting errors on a stat sheet after two weeks.

And here's the other thing:

STOP TRYING TO TURN GEORGE LOMBARD JR. INTO ANTHONY VOLPE.

Seriously. Stop. This isn't about Volpe. This is about Lombard. They're different players. Different circumstances. Different skill sets. Different stories.

Every time Lombard makes an error, we don't need a referendum on Yankee shortstops. The Yankees shouldn't panic. The fans shouldn't panic. And Lombard certainly shouldn't start playing scared because everybody suddenly expects perfection from a kid who was in the minor leagues a few weeks ago.

Want to know what young players do?

They screw up. Then they adjust. Then they get better. That's baseball.

One of Lombard's recent mistakes came down to something as simple as glove positioning. That's not some catastrophic revelation that the kid can't field. That's a mechanical mistake.

You fix it. You move on. What you can't teach nearly as easily is the stuff Lombard already has. Range. Arm strength. Athleticism. Instinct. Confidence.

That's the package I'm interested in.

And there's something else about Lombard that doesn't show up in a box score. The Yankees look comfortable with him out there. He looks comfortable being there. There isn't that feeling that everybody is holding their breath waiting for something to happen.

He's playing baseball. Let him. That's what has made Lombard such a breath of fresh air. He's young. He's exciting. He's aggressive. And he carries himself like a kid who believes he belongs in the Bronx.

Will there be growing pains? Of course. We have stated that here at Bleeding Yankee Blue. There damn well better be. He's 21 years old. If we're expecting a finished major-league shortstop two weeks into his career, the problem isn't George Lombard Jr.

It's our expectations. So enough with the panic. Enough with counting every error. And please, enough with the Volpe comparisons. Let George Lombard Jr. be George Lombard Jr.

The talent is there. The confidence is there. The Yankees are behind him. Now give the kid some time. He's going to be just fine. And I have a feeling we're going to be watching him make plays in the Bronx for a very long time.




Thursday, August 20, 2026

WHY IS THE ATHLETIC HINTING BLAME AT THE YANKS FOR A BROKEN DOWN MACOMBS DAM PARK?



I saw The Athletic's story about the disgraceful condition of Macombs Dam Park and immediately had two reactions.

The first one was simple: This is terrible.

The second?

Wait a minute. Why does it feel like they're blaming the Yankees for it? Because if we're going to start pointing fingers—and believe me, I'm always willing to point one at the Yankees when they deserve it—we should probably make sure we're pointing in the right direction.

And in this case, I'm not convinced we are.  The Athletic paints a powerful picture. Macombs Dam Park, including Heritage Field on the footprint of the original Yankee Stadium, has deteriorated. There are complaints about holes, uneven playing surfaces, weeds and fields becoming difficult to use.

Bronx Congressman Ritchie Torres called the park's condition a symbol of "broken promises." He's right. But whose broken promise is it?

That's the important part. Start with the owner. Here's the fact that should probably be printed in giant letters:

THE NEW YORK YANKEES DO NOT OWN MACOMBS DAM PARK. New York City does. And NYC Parks operates it. That's not my interpretation. That's the history of the entire Yankee Stadium redevelopment. When the new Yankee Stadium project displaced recreational facilities on roughly 22 acres of existing parkland, the city developed replacement recreational facilities and new parkland. NYC Parks' own environmental documents described the replacement plan and the department's intention to develop those recreational facilities for the community.

Today, NYC Parks itself describes Macombs Dam Park as a 17-acre public facility containing the track, soccer/football field, basketball and handball courts and the portion constructed largely on the footprint of the old Yankee Stadium.

So if the grass is bad, if a field needs reconstruction, if the lighting needs replacing, if holes aren't being repaired properly, how does that become the Yankees' responsibility? Reading the Athletic article, I feel like this Sam Blum dude is trying to subliminally place blame on the New York Yankees.  I don't like it. 

FOLLOW THE PAPERWORK!  That is where the story becomes much clearer. Bronx Community Board 4 has specifically requested reconstruction of the Macombs Dam Park synthetic-turf field and additional lighting. And guess which organization NYC's own budget documents list as the "Responsible Agency."

Not Yankee Global Enterprises. Not Hal Steinbrenner. Not Brian Cashman. Department of Parks and Recreation.



Even better, the city's FY2026 preliminary budget response says the agency supports the Macombs Dam Park project but that funding is needed. The later executive-budget response says the agency recommends funding it, but "the availability of funds is uncertain."

There it is. That's the story.

New York City has a park that New York City is responsible for maintaining, and New York City knows it needs major work. Yet somehow the money isn't completely there. And now apparently they need $54 million. That's right, according to reporting surrounding The Athletic's investigation, a complete renovation is projected at approximately $54 million, with roughly $48 million designated.

Meaning we're about $6 million short. And apparently that is enough to keep the larger project from moving forward. But here's where this story goes from frustrating to ridiculous.

Torres' office tried to provide federal funding. The city didn't take it.

According to NYC Parks, the proposed federal money came with Build America, Buy America requirements, and the city didn't have enough time to evaluate and comply with those requirements before the deadline.

I'm sorry... what? We have a deteriorating public park. We need money. A congressman's office tries to find federal money. And government bureaucracy helps prevent the government from taking government money to fix the government-owned park.

But we're looking across the street at Yankee Stadium? Come on. Now... you're asking, where do the Yankees fit into this?   This is where I think The Athletic's framing deserves some pushback.


I'm not suggesting the Yankees should wash their hands of the place. Far from it. This park has a unique connection to the organization. Part of it sits on the footprint of the original Yankee Stadium. The construction of the current Yankee Stadium was part of the redevelopment that displaced existing park facilities in the first place.

The Yankees should care deeply about this place. And apparently they have. The Yankees say it has contributed nearly $2 million to Macombs Dam Park over the years, provided groundskeeping assistance and training and supported community programs. The Yankees have also requested estimates for immediate repairs and are considering additional assistance.

Could the Yankees do more? Absolutely. They're the New York Yankees. They have the resources. This is their backyard. Their history is literally underneath part of this park. If Hal Steinbrenner wants to help close a funding gap or finance repairs, wonderful. I'd applaud him for it. But there's a huge difference between saying:

"The Yankees should help."

and

"The Yankees are responsible."

They aren't the same thing. Let's point blame at where the blame should go.

No. 1 — NEW YORK CITY / NYC PARKS. This isn't complicated. They own and operate the park. NYC's own budget paperwork identifies the Parks Department as the responsible agency for the reconstruction project. If a public park deteriorates for years, the government agency charged with caring for that park owns the biggest piece of this mess.

No. 2 — THE CITY'S CAPITAL-BUDGET PROCESS. Community Board 4 asked for reconstruction. Parks agreed it was needed. Then came the magic words every New Yorker loves hearing: Funding needed. Funding uncertain.  A $54 million reconstruction sitting roughly $6 million short while the facility continues deteriorating is a government problem, not a baseball problem.

No. 3 — THE BUREAUCRACY SURROUNDING THE FEDERAL MONEY. Torres tried to bring federal money into the equation. The city says compliance and timing issues prevented it from accepting that funding. Whatever the bureaucratic explanation, residents are still staring at the same lousy fields. That's a failure.

No. 4 — LOCAL ELECTED LEADERSHIP. Elected officials don't personally mow the grass, but this is exactly why capital budgets and constituent pressure exist. When a major neighborhood recreational facility deteriorates for years, everybody representing that neighborhood should be screaming until the money is secured and the work is done. Torres deserves credit for raising the issue and attempting to find federal funding. Others need to finish the job.

No. 5 — THE YANKEES. Yes, I'm putting them on the list. But they're fifth, not first. Their responsibility is different. It's a community responsibility, not the primary governmental responsibility for maintaining a city park. The Yankees benefited tremendously from the redevelopment surrounding the new stadium. Macombs Dam Park is their neighbor. Heritage Field preserves the footprint and memory of their former home. They should help. They should probably help significantly. But asking the Yankees to contribute toward fixing NYC's park is very different from suggesting the Yankees somehow allowed their park to deteriorate. It's not their park.

And so, that is our problem with the Athletic story. Bleeding Yankee Blue broke it down for you much better than Sam Blum ever could. By the way, Sam Blum is a reporter for the Dallas Morning News. Did he even make a phonecall to the city? Did he actually investigate or did he just see the shiny Yankee stadium in the background of the gross Macombs Dam Park and say "Oh, I know how to be provocative, angle the story so it blames the Yankees!" Could the Yankees do more? Sure. Do they have to? Nope. get over it.

Yes, The photographs are powerful. Paul O'Neill's connection to the place is powerful. The history is powerful. And putting Yankee Stadium in the background makes for one hell of an image. But it can also leave readers with a very convenient impression: Look at the beautiful Yankee Stadium while the Yankees let the park across the street fall apart.

Except that's not really what happened. I'm perfectly willing to blast the Yankees. But I'm not going to blame the Yankees for something simply because their stadium happens to make a great backdrop for the photograph.

If The Athletic wants to investigate why Macombs Dam Park has deteriorated, great. Investigate it, but investigate it right. Follow the responsibility all the way through City Hall. Ask NYC Parks why routine maintenance wasn't enough. Ask why the reconstruction wasn't funded earlier. Ask why a project everybody apparently agrees is necessary still doesn't have all its money. Ask how federal funding was allowed to slip away. Ask every elected official involved what happens next. And yes, ask the Yankees what they're willing to contribute.

Just don't confuse being the rich neighbor who could help fix the problem with being the government agency responsible for the property. Those are two very different things. Macombs Dam Park absolutely represents broken promises.

The Bronx deserves better. The kids playing there deserve better. And the old Yankee Stadium site sure as hell deserves better. But if we're going to assign blame, assign it accurately.

This is a New York City park. Maybe we should start by asking New York City why it allowed it to get this bad.

Our take over here at Bleeding Yankee Blue.




--Alvin Izzo
BYB Yankee History Contributor







Monday, August 3, 2026

YANKS MARCHING


In the mid 90’s the “Jam Band Movement” hit this country like the British Invasion of the early 1960s. Suddenly songs elongated from around 3 and a half minutes to 15 minutes of vamping, flourishes, solos and breakdowns. Some of it was ok…at first. However, it wore out its welcome quicker than your typical jam band tune.

Most of those puka shell necklace wearing outfits - Rusted Root, Widespread Panic, Dispatch and Big Head Todd & The Monsters – have drifted into the ether. There is one band that, in many ways, have become the New York Yankees of Jam Band music…THE DAVE MATTHEWS BAND.

Much like the Bronx Bombers, this crew packs them in on the road. They have a massive, loyal following. Even causal music fans are familiar with their act…the way someone who’s never watched baseball knows who the Yankees are. Unfortunately, the comparisons aren’t all a good thing.


I recently saw David and his gang…twice…in 3 weeks’ time. The first time in Camden just across the bridge from Philadelphia (I bet someone I was with that no matter what we’d hear a E A G L E S! spelling chant…you never disappoint, Philly…. awful.)

The second show was in the Insurance Capital of the World…Hartford, CT. What was the takeaway? Well, I still like many of Matthews’ songs. Dave and his band are very talented and the rush of memories of past shows made nostalgia hit like the contact high hanging in the air like a sad, hippie quilt. The other thing I left with is how formulaic it has all become. Sure, the set list is different each night but the rest…the rest is just the same old song. Dave is quirky. He offers up a few, “Thank y’all very, very much. We hope you’re having a nice time.” He may toss in a political nugget or dance like a Muppet with his loose leg hops and struts. Then we are treated to DMB’s Free Bird. A song as tied to a Dave Matthews show as New York, New York is to Yankee Stadium.

It’s catchy. Everyone knows the words…or has made up their own. It’s a great ending song…but it’s canned. The band walks off and gives us the 7-minute rest period before returning for the encore. It was fine. I enjoyed the show…but not as much as I once did.



The Yanks are the DMB. HUGE! DYNASTIC! CHAMPIONSHIP PROVEN! EXCITING...in the 1990s. Back when Stick Michaels was the “Tour Manager”. 

The club is now like the shows I saw. They dine out on old stories. They still bring in the audiences. They make you nostalgic with Paul O’Neill Nights, Bernie Bobble Heads or letting us watch Nelly groove one to Nick Swisher so he can go yard.

Brian Cashman is the record exec using yesterday and loyal fan base to hold down a job he does poorly. 

He knows the formula gets us just “good enough”…but that’s it? We do the same song every year and get the same story when it goes upside down at season’s end. We leave the ballpark in the Bronx the way I left the Dave Matthews shows…I’m a fan…but not like I was. 

Sure, they’re still the Yanks. He’s still Dave Matthews…and even to a punker like me the dude is worth seeing. But it’s not new…it’s not evolving. 



Look, we have Judge. We do have great pitchers. And Dave has put out a new song here and there that is solid…but it’s touring the old stuff to let older-ish folks from the 90s feel like high school and college kids again. It’s not about winning new fans or bringing in a championship. The formula is there…so the dollars will follow…until they don’t. 

So, take these chances…place them in a box…until a quieter time…lights down you up and die.

I’ll always like Dave and his talented band. I will always love the New York Yankees…but the shows pale to the 90s versions.



--Mike O'Hara
Bleeding Yankee Blue Contributor















Thursday, July 16, 2026

BRAWLIN IN THE BRONX - WILL THE YANKEES SHOW UP?


I am NOT looking forward to this. The Dodgers are coming into town. That means I am going to hear all of the fake, annoying Dodger fans at work become even more obnoxious. Here come all of the jabs about the next three-peat and dynasty. You won't find a bigger pool of bandwagon Dodger "fans" then where I live. This is their breeding ground.

So here we go. First series back from the All-Star break and it has to be against the damn Dodgers. At least it's on our turf, but then again....it's on OUR turf! I still think about how the Dodgers embarrassed us in the World Series. We have been playing some very uninspiring baseball for too long. This could be a disaster in the making. I hope the time off invigorated the Yankees but this team for years has needed a lot more than time off to help them become real contenders.

At this point, we are at the halfway point. Wildcard standings, division races and trades matter more than ever. October is coming and fast. This series could be a preview of what's to come. Some fans are really serious about it, others aren't and that's a lot of what YES broadcasters discussed HERE. I think if you are the Dodgers this series doesn't matter as much, but the Yankees it matters a lot.

I love Paul O'Neill, he's a legend and I like listening to him call games. I just don't know if I share his same thoughts about this series. "I don't think a weekend series in July tells you how you're gonna play a team in the World Series. Everybody looks at that World Series where the Dodgers on paper look like they beat up the Yankees but the Yankees had a couple of games that they could've coulda won and it could've been a seven-game series. I never feel that the Yankees are truly overmatched by anyone. I would assume that the media will turn it up to be a big, big series, but Aaron Judge is not a part of it, Stanton's not a part of it. Ohtani, who knows? He might not even be a part of it, won't be pitching probably. It's gonna be a different scenario if you meet them again in October."

Coulda, shoulda, woulda won....but didn't. There's too many of these. O'Neill may not feel like the Yankees are truly overmatched by any team but they certainly play like they are sometimes. They lack fundamentals, can't hit the broad side of a barn, have circus ringleader Aaron Boone for a manager and are their own worst enemy. Teams don't fear them whether Judge is playing or not. He's only one guy on the field or in the batting lineup. The rest of the team does not compare and all signs point to Shohei Ohtani playing this weekend just most likely not pitching.

Do I think he's right that it will be a different scenario if we meet again in October? It could be. But first we have to get there and it's hard to have confidence that we will. Both teams slumped heading into the All-Star break, but we slumped a lot longer and harder. The Dodgers kick it up another gear once the postseason hits and we just have a hard time finding one that isn't reverse. 

I hope this weekend goes well for us. Hopefully the Dodgers continue their slump, and we find a spark. I think this series matters. Let's face it they all do but second half of the season against the Dodgers is a real test....and I am not sure that the Yankees are ready.


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







Thursday, July 2, 2026

BOONE'S BIGGEST FAILURE IS THE CULTURE HE CREATED

When the leader stops leading, is when the collapse happens. This is a historic fact.  I encourage you to read this. It will open your eyes allowing you to understand the hell us Yankee fans are in the middle of.


Winning organizations rarely implode because of one bad employee, one lazy player, or one unfortunate decision. They unravel when leadership stops leading. Whether it's a baseball clubhouse, a Fortune 500 company, a military unit, or the United States Congress, the pattern is remarkably similar. Standards begin to slip. Accountability disappears. Small problems become accepted behavior. Eventually, losing becomes the culture.

The old saying that "everything rises and falls on leadership" isn't just motivational fluff. History repeatedly demonstrates that organizations reflect the standards—or lack thereof—set by the person in charge.

This is a lesson worth reading.  Discipline and accountability is important. But it must come from the top. Every successful championship manager understands one fundamental truth: if the captain has to become the disciplinarian, Like Aaron Judge yesterday, the manager has already lost part of the clubhouse.

The manager, in this case Boone, needs to establish expectations. The players execute them. When those roles reverse, something has gone wrong.

One of the greatest examples came from Joe Torre with the Yankees dynasty. Torre wasn't known for screaming every day, but players understood where the line was. Veterans like Derek Jeter, Paul O'Neill, Jorge Posada and Bernie Williams never questioned who was running the clubhouse. Torre balanced personalities while holding everyone accountable. Players who didn't buy in didn't stay long.


Likewise, Bill Belichick built the New England Patriots on a brutally simple principle: "Do Your Job." It didn't matter if you were Tom Brady or the last player on the roster. Mental mistakes had consequences. Star status didn't exempt anyone from accountability.

Even fiery managers like Lou Piniella and Billy Martin understood that discipline wasn't optional. Their methods weren't always popular, but players never wondered who was in charge.

Contrast that with teams that spiral. Repeated defensive mistakes. Repeated mental errors. Repeated lack of hustle. Repeated public displays that would never be tolerated elsewhere. Those aren't isolated incidents. They're symptoms.

Believe me, don't believe me. Whatever. I'm right. Corporate history tells the exact same story. Look at Enron. Executives created a culture where ethical shortcuts became normalized. Financial manipulation went unchecked because leadership rewarded results instead of integrity. The company collapsed into one of America's largest corporate scandals, destroying thousands of jobs and billions in retirement savings.

Wells Fargo CEO John Stumpf and Community Bank head Carrie Tolstedt

Remember Wells Fargo? Employees opened millions of unauthorized customer accounts to satisfy unrealistic sales goals. Executives ignored warning signs for years because the numbers looked good. The eventual scandal cost billions in fines, permanently damaged the company's reputation, and forced leadership changes.

Boeing. Following the two 737 MAX crashes, multiple investigations concluded that cultural failures and weakened oversight contributed to catastrophic decisions. Engineers raised concerns. Communication broke down. Production pressure often outweighed safety priorities. The consequences were devastating.

Different industries. Same pattern. Leadership tolerated behaviors until they became disasters. Now think about Boone and the Yankees.  No true leadership, coddling, making excuses, and zero accountability. Wow.

Think about Government. Congress often becomes mired in dysfunction when leadership cannot enforce discipline within its own caucus. Party leaders rely on consensus, negotiation and political pressure to keep members aligned, but when factions ignore leadership or refuse compromise, legislation stalls, deadlines are missed, government shutdown threats emerge, and public confidence erodes.

Leadership in politics isn't simply about giving speeches, or in Boone's case, word salading press conferences. It's about maintaining order among dozens—or hundreds—of competing personalities.

When that disappears, so does effectiveness. the bottom line is history shows that leadership matters. Military history reinforces the lesson.


During the Battle of Gettysburg, Union leadership under George G. Meade maintained cohesion under immense pressure despite facing repeated Confederate assaults. Command discipline and coordinated execution helped preserve Union lines during one of the Civil War's decisive battles.

By contrast, historians frequently cite failures of coordination and command in numerous military defeats throughout history, where unclear authority, inconsistent discipline, or commanders ignoring warning signs contributed to disastrous outcomes.


Organizations succeed when leaders establish standards that everyone understands—and enforce. Am I being dramatic? Maybe. But it all goes back to leadership... something the Yankees are lacking with Aaron Boone in charge.

When Aaron Judge was forced to speak to players and address the team's lack of focus following another embarrassing stretch, it sounded like a captain trying to do the manager's job. in fact, he WAS doing Boone's job, because Boone doesn't command respect.  In short, he has no balls.

Now look, captains absolutely should lead. They should encourage teammates. They should set examples. They should speak after losses. But when the captain has to become the disciplinarian, one uncomfortable question naturally follows:

Where is the manager?


Aaron Boone has repeatedly defended poor performances, minimized prolonged slumps, and continued writing the same struggling names into the lineup.

Anthony Volpe entered this recent eight-game stretch hitting just .194 (6-for-31).

Austin Wells was even worse, batting approximately .077 between June 24 and July 2.

Yet both continued receiving opportunities while the offense spiraled. Slumps happen. Every player goes through them. Managers are judged by how they respond. Sometimes leadership means showing confidence. Sometimes leadership means making difficult decisions. Sometimes leadership means sending a message that performance still matters. he coddles Volpe and Wells. They should NOT see the lineup, they are automatic outs.

If poor performance never changes playing time, accountability becomes difficult to see. Then there are the optics.


Jazz Chisholm Jr. casually eating a lollipop while playing on the field may strike some fans as harmless personality, while others see it as poor timing during a stretch of embarrassing baseball. Regardless of where one falls on that debate, strong leadership often recognizes when a team's public image no longer matches its performance. Teams enduring prolonged losing streaks generally benefit from projecting urgency rather than comfort.

The Yankees have committed an alarming number of defensive mistakes, repeatedly looked fundamentally unsound, and suffered through extended stretches of lifeless offense. Eventually, fans like me stop asking what's wrong with the players. They start asking who's allowing it. That's Aaron Boone.

Look, leadership isn't about being nice. The best leaders aren't necessarily the loudest. They aren't always the smartest. They're the ones willing to make uncomfortable decisions. Bench a struggling veteran. Call out lazy effort. Demand fundamentals. Protect the culture before protecting feelings.

Every successful organization eventually reaches the same conclusion:

Culture doesn't maintain itself.

Standards don't enforce themselves.

Winning doesn't happen accidentally.

Leadership drives all three.

When players continually repeat the same mistakes, when accountability appears absent, when the captain feels compelled to deliver the message that usually comes from the manager, and when losing becomes expected instead of unacceptable, criticism naturally shifts away from the roster and toward the person responsible for leading it.

History has shown this in sports, business and government. Leadership either sets the standard—or allows the standard to disappear.

Hey Hal, are you paying attention? This manager is driving this team into the dirt. He's a loser.



Sunday, August 24, 2025

DEAR HAL STEINBRENNER, STOP HIDING & START LEADING!


When a team loses its fan base, there’s only one person who can change the temperature of the room—the owner. The man who signs the checks. The man who’s supposed to set the tone. That means you, Hal Steinbrenner. And right now, you’re nowhere to be found.

You’ve ducked behind closed doors while the Yankees collapse under the weight of their own incompetence. Radio silence. No leadership. No statement. Nothing. And let me tell you, Hal: it’s sickening.

Meanwhile, we’ve watched Aaron Boone suck the life out of this franchise year after year, handing him extensions like participation trophies while he delivers absolutely nothing. Boone’s in-game management has bled this team dry of millions, and in return? Smiley faces on the lineup card and excuses in the postgame pressers. He should be thanking you for his job security every day, because the fans sure as hell aren’t.


Then there’s Brian Cashman. Oh, Brian. The man who strutted out of the trade deadline acting like he just cracked the code to baseball itself, only to deliver a worse team than the one we had before. His grand plan? A spit-and-duct-tape rotation that can’t get past the fifth inning. A Frankenstein pitching staff that collapses nightly. Even Max Fried—when he’s on the mound—looks exhausted from carrying this circus. I wonder if this poor guy wishes he never came to the Yankees.

And so, my question is what’s the approach here? What’s the strategy? Because from where the fans sit, there isn’t one. It’s pathetic.

And again, where the hell are you, Hal Steinbrenner? Do you even care?

This is the Yankees we’re talking about. The franchise of Ruth, Gehrig, DiMaggio, Jeter. The pinstripes that once struck fear into opponents. And yet, we just dropped three straight to the Red Sox. We are 1-8 against Boston this year. Let that sink in: one win, eight losses. These are games you absolutely must win, and instead, we’re getting humiliated.

Yesterday’s loss was maybe the worst I’ve seen in 15 years of covering this team. And the most insulting part? Nobody in that clubhouse seemed angry. Nobody smashed a bat, nobody flipped a table, nobody even looked ticked off. No fire, no edge, no pride. Just another day at the office for these guys.

You know it’s bad when even the broadcasters can’t hide their disgust. Michael Kay and Paul O’Neill could only sit there and watch in horror as the Yankees melted down in real time:

“It can’t get much worse than this,” Kay said.

“Every once in a while, you get embarrassed on the field and this game has just snowballed…” O’Neill admitted. “The Yankees have absolutely fallen apart here in the last couple innings.”

“Quite frankly, the Yankees are getting schooled by the Red Sox…” Kay jumped back in.

That’s your brand right now, Hal: embarrassed on national television. Schooled by the Red Sox. Fallen apart.

A few weeks ago, I did something I never thought I’d do: I wrote, HEY HAL STEINBRENNER, WE HATE THIS TEAM RIGHT NOW. Guess what? Nothing’s changed. In fact, it’s gotten worse. I’ve reached a point in my 15 years of Bleeding Yankee Blue where I flat-out don’t give a damn anymore. That’s how far this has gone.

I haven’t been to Yankee Stadium in almost two years—and it’s not because I don’t love baseball. It’s because I refuse to spend a dime on this embarrassment. Not on tickets. Not on food. Not on merchandise. Nothing. Why should I? Why should any fan bankroll this clown show while you sit in silence?

Hal, you need to speak. You need to act. You need to care. Because right now, Yankee fans are losing their minds as they watch the team they love sink deeper into mediocrity while Cashman counts his job security and Boone happily sharpens his pencils for tomorrow’s lineup card.

We’re furious. We’re exhausted. And yes, we HATE this team. Not because we’ve stopped being fans—because we are fans. Because we know what this team should be, what it once was, and what it’s failing to be now.

This? This ain’t it.

Fix it. Fire someone. Light a fire. Make a statement. Do something. Because if nothing changes, then what’s the point? What the hell are we even doing here?

We are the Yankees. Start acting like it.

And here’s the thing, Hal—it’s not even the roster. On paper, this team should be stellar. It’s not the players, it’s the philosophy. The Yankees have become slaves to numbers, strangled by analytics, blinded by spreadsheets. They’ve let computers replace common sense and they’re dying by their own algorithms.

Clint Hurdle once described what’s missing in baseball these days: “guts and nuts.” The intangible traits that actually win games. He’s right. You can’t measure heart, toughness, or ice in your veins on an Excel sheet. You need guts. You need balls. You need a front office willing to trust its instincts instead of its calculators.

But guess what? We’re running out of time. The postseason is slipping away fast, and honestly? I don’t see this team making the playoffs. And maybe—just maybe—that’s exactly what needs to happen.

Maybe missing October is the only wake-up call that’ll force you to fire Boone. Maybe it’s the only thing that’ll make you finally show Michael Fishman and his analytics cult the door. Maybe it’s the only thing that’ll burn this failed philosophy to the ground and let real baseball people take over.

Because right now, Hal, this isn’t baseball. This is an embarrassment. And it’s happening on your watch.

So, I’ll ask it one last time: Where the hell are you, Hal Steinbrenner?



Friday, August 1, 2025

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED, HUH?



The three relievers that the Yankees acquired shit the bed tonight. And with that, let’s cue the sad trombone for the most delusional trade deadline recap in recent Yankee memory.

Let’s rewind just 24 hours, shall we? Brian Cashman stood there, pounding his chest like he’d just solved baseball. “Mission accomplished,” he proclaimed, as if he had just landed a spacecraft on Saturn instead of cobbling together a patchwork bullpen from baseball’s junk drawer. No starter. No difference-maker. Just a bunch of guys who threw hard and, as it turns out, throw hittable.

And tonight? Well, tonight the Marlins — yes, the Marlins — turned loanDepot Park into their own backyard Wiffle Ball field. Say what you want about Miami being a team that flirts with irrelevance every year, but they came in scrappy, fearless, and ready to embarrass the mighty Yankees. And they did just that.

Remember yesterday when we here at Bleeding Yankee Blue stressed — no, begged — for good starting pitching? Having a legit starter go deep into a game gives the bullpen a chance to breathe, reset, and come at hitters with fresh arms throughout the week. But why would the Yankees ever want to do something logical like that? Why would they ever target a starter when they can just load up on relievers and hand them to Aaron Boone like he’s some bullpen whisperer?

Spoiler alert: Aaron Boone is not a bullpen whisperer. He’s barely a bullpen mutterer. He sucks.

Now tonight Rodon just didn't get very far, but that actually would help Cashman's argument then, right? He has the top relievers in the game now after the trade deadline. Surely, they could handle it and bail Rodon out, right? Nope. Wrong.

These new bullpen additions came with hype, tweets, and highlight clips. They also came with zero chemistry and zero margin for error — and they imploded in unison like a synchronized swimming team trained by clowns. Boone had no idea what to do with them. He tried to mix and match, but all he did was mix gasoline and fire.

Paul O’Neill called it a “Little League game.”
Michael Kay called it a “horror show.”
And both of them were being kind.

Sure, you can clap for Anthony Volpe and his little offensive breakout, but that’s like giving a standing ovation to a guy playing a fiddle on the Titanic. The ship still sank. Bad managing. Sloppy defense. Embarrassing pitching. And in the middle of it all, Boone chewing his gum like he’s deep in thought instead of completely lost.

Want to talk errors? Let’s talk about José Caballero’s defensive disaster in right field. That’s right — right field. Why was a shortstop playing right? Because, according to Boone, “he’s athletic.”

Let me translate that: “We had no actual plan.”

It’s like giving a juggler a chainsaw and saying, “Well, he’s coordinated.”

This was a full-on team collapse, engineered by a front office that clearly doesn’t understand the assignment. Cashman didn’t deliver anything remotely resembling a good trade deadline. He brought in parts — not players — and tonight, those parts broke, fell apart, and embarrassed the franchise.

And let’s be crystal clear here — the Yankees were better on paper. They’re supposed to beat the Marlins. But guess what? The Marlins played hungrier. They played sharper. They played like they actually cared.

And the Yankees? They played like strangers at a company softball game.

Brian Cashman, Aaron Boone, this one’s on you. The rest of us saw the flaws before this game. You saw a finished product because you're looking at "progression numbers". We begged for starting pitching. You gave us chaos. And tonight, the chaos did exactly what Bleeding Yankee Blue feared it would.

It lost us the game.

Bad game. Disgusting game.
But hey... mission accomplished, right Cashman?