It is not just in the realm of political commentary that The American Spectator employs giggling nitwits, Whee.
The Yankees are hosting the Tampa Bay Rays and are presently six and a half games behind the Boston Red Sox in the AL East. I predict that Soriano will be the spark which leads the Yankees into the post-season.
The Yankees may indeed make the wildcard, stranger things have happened, but overall, hahahaha.
That aside, I note this post chiefly for a particular specimen of faux-analytical glib-shittery:
Soriano hasn’t been in a pennant race in five years and this deal also gives him the psychological boost of effectively replacing the man for whom he was traded nearly a decade ago.
Will this "psychological boost" propel him from home plate to first base in under an hour? That remains to be seen. Maybe the terms of his contract will allow him to use a Sedgway to round the basepaths. And on the back of it he can put a bumpersticker, like, you know, "ask me about my grandchildren."
Still and all, though, Nate Silver is re-entering a far less brainless and pointless world...