That’s, like, the number one rule of being a Yankee fan and I broke it this season. I broke it big time, and just had my heart broken for it.
This spring when the name Phil Coke was brought to my attention by my little brother, I admitted I’d never heard of the kid so I did an internet search and liked what I read. I decided to casually keep tabs on him. When he got off to a rocky start, I became his number one cheerleader from afar because, hey, I love an underdog (and he has a fantastic personality from all that I’ve read). As I’m talking him up and turning my friends on to him, the kid started winning. No, he started dominating. Suddenly everyone’s abuzz about Phil Coke and I’m all “see, I told you!” because something about his personality just told me he was going to make it.
And now, he’s been traded in a lopsided deal that will never make any sense to me.
I swear, Brian Cashman is trying to alienate me.
I’d just bought tickets for the Sea Dogs series next weekend so that I could go see him (even though he wouldn’t have pitched), and had serious hopes of him possibly being in New York when we go in September, but NO. He’s off to be a bloody Pittsburgh Pirate (or whatever their minor league affiliate is).
I hope he makes it big. I hope he wins a Cy Young and makes a hundred mill and makes Cashman look like a total horsesass. And when he does, I’ll be proudly wearing a Phil Coke Pirates t-shirt.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go figure out who the hell the Pirates minor league teams are…Expect more Phil Coke updates here since he doesn’t fit in my Yankees blog anymore. Stupid bloody Cashman.
And I didn’t even begin to touch on my displeasure over Ohlendorf and Tabata being included…
Tags: but i hate the pirates, phil coke, stupid cashman, things that piss me off, yankees
