Check out this funny version of The Grinch Who Stole Christmas written by the biggest Yankee’s fan that I know, The Bronx Goblin.

Everyone down in Yankeesville are hoping to get Cliff Lee for a starting spot. But it was The(o) Grinchstein of the hated Red Sox that does not. Every baseball owner expected the Yankees to make the biggest splash, but not The Grinchstein, he thought he could beat them at last.

He slithered in circles on the winter meetings floor, mainly because Ortiz’s fat ass was stuck in the door. He thought to himself that a corner outfielder would be nice, now if only he could come up with something to entice. “I know” he said, I’ll get him a CD of Bo Bice or perhaps grape soda on ice?

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Crawford didn’t like Bice or grape soda on ice and his demands cost a great deal more. They thought about it hard and thought about it some more, until their puzzler’s just got to sore.

Then The(o) Grinchstein thought of something he hadn’t before. The Yankees spend, but he can spend much more. Theo opened his wallet and opened it some more, he sifted through coupons and a number, that of a whore.

Then Cashman also thought of something. What if players don’t come from a store? What if that number was not really a whore? Maybe the winter meetings mean a little bit more? We have Gardner in Left and Swisher in right, instead we’ll just get Lee and our team will be tight.

Some say that Cashman’s two hairs grew three inches that day. It’s not Werth, Crawford or Konerko he needs, its just Lee and perhaps a hair weave.

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