With the Yankees 27th World Championship under their belt, we thought it time to call good friend of the blog and Yankees GM, Brian Cashman via satellite video phone. The following is a transcript of our conversation:
BC: Mr. Cashman speaking.
BC: Oh, look who it is. If it isn't Mr. "It's not all about you, Bronny"! We're World Series champs [expletive]! Whoooo!
RJG: Congratulations man. We're all very thrilled.
RJG: Did you go to sleep last night?
BC: What are you talking about?
RJG: Last night, did you go to sleep at all?
BC: What day is it?
RJG: It's Thursday.
BC: Oh. What time?
RJG: It's about 11 in the mornin' in New York.
BC: Oh. Well, then no. I didn't sleep. In fact, I haven't left the clubhouse. They shut the lights off some time ago so I wasn't really sure what time it was.
RJG: Why are you still there then?
BC: I was busy conducting business.
RJG: Wow. Already planning what to do about Damon and Matsui, huh? I'm impressed, I mean . . .
BC: No. Why the hell would I be doing that? I was conducting other more important and pressing business.
RJG: What were you doing?
BC: First I called Omar Minaya, and told him he's done a great job with the Mets. Then I asked him how come the Phillies are such an easy opponent, laughed, and hung up.
RJG: That seems unne . . .
BC: Then I called up Theo Epstein, and told him what a great job he's done with the Sox. Then I told him his parents must be really proud that he missed the playoffs. Then he was all like, "I'm an orphan, I never knew my parents." And I was like, "I know!" Then I laughed and hung up, but not before I heard him whimper.
RJG: I don't think Theo Epstein's an orph . . .
BC: Then I called Joe Torre and was like, "Hey, remember that book you wrote about how I betrayed you? What's that? I'm sorry. I can't hear you over my 27th World Series trophy. You're fired [expletive]." Then I hung up, but I laughed first and waited for the whimper.
RJG: Torre whimpered?
BC: No, he actually congratulated me and bid me good night. Class guy. Frankly, he kind of ruined it for me.
RJG: Yeah, I could see how that mi . . .
BC: Then I called up Cynthia Rodriguez and said, "Congratulations! You're husband is a World Series champion! Oh wait, you divorced for an undisclosed settlement. Wear that on the back of your shirt when you come to Yankee Stadium!"
RJG: What the [expletive] is wrong with you? Why would you say that to her?
BC: Yeah, it was great. A-Rod's pissed though. Did you know they still communicate?
RJG: They have children together.
BC: News to me. So why don't you say it, huh? Say it.
RJG: Say what?
BC: You know. "It's not all about you, Bronny."
RJG: Well, that seems inappropri . . .
BC: IT'S ALL ABOUT ME!
RJG: Yeah, I kno . . .
BC: Oh [expletive]! I think security's coming.
BC: Gotta go. It's all about me.
There you have it folks. The Yankees are not thinking about the hot stove just yet.