I rarely ask a lot of you. I watch all your games, buy your tshirts, get ridiculously happy when you win, embarrassingly sad when you lose, and spend a lot of my time posting on a blog about how much I like you. I'd say I'm pretty dedicated, and this letter is about how you can repay me for my years of undying love of your baseball team.
For a very long time, I have spent considerable amounts of my life following both the Yankees and the future Yankees. I have a sense of attachment to the prospects I have seen sort of grow up within the system, and am proud when I can have conversations with people about what the future of the Yankees might look like. In July 2010, you forced me to wake up to rumors that one of my favorite prospects was going to be traded for a few months of Cliff Lee. Hey, I get it. I think Cliff Lee is a douchebag, but I get it. I won't lie to you and say that I wasn't very content when the deal fell through. David Adams' ankle and the existence of Justin Smoak still bring me much happiness to this day. You made me nervous again in July of 2011, when I held my breath in hopes that you wouldn't trade Jesus and more for Ubaldo (or worse). Two very close calls, but we made it through. My patience was rewarded when he was FINALLY called up in September after a long year of Russell Martin, but that's another letter entirely. Montero responded by hitting as well as I ever could have hoped for his debut, and I had a lot of proud moments seeing him finally get a chance in the majors. I have watched him progress from some unknown (to me) 16 year old kid to one of the best prospects in all of baseball.
I know what you're thinking, "Silly girl, why would you get attached to prospects? We're the Yankees!", but I can't help it. There is a certain thrill I get from watching the Robinson Canos of the world be at or near the top of their position. I like that I get to tell people I saw Derek Jeter and Andy Pettitte play in a small North Carolina town when I barely knew my ABCs. I feel that same way about Jesus Montero. It's exciting to me that I got to tell people that I've seen him improve more and more into the phenomenal hitter he is today.
So, here it is. I don't beg often, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Please don't trade Jesus Montero this off season. Stop laughing. I know why you want to trade him, but there are so many reasons you shouldn't. I'm not sure there was a Yankee fan alive who wasn't impressed with his September call up results and it would be unfair to deprive us of the chance to watch him play for our team again. There are plenty of ways of obtaining a pitcher this off season without selling away Montero, Banuelos, Betances, and the other guys you have taken the time to turn into very promising young players.
I love the Yankees. I won't stop loving them if you make a decision I don't support (because we both know that I wouldn't be here writing this letter now if that were the plan), but I am asking you to not do anything stupid here. Please don't trade Jesus Montero. Far sooner than we'd like, the players we have watched for the better part of 15+ years will be gone and Yankee fans will need new homegrown players to love. Players we can tell our family, friends, future children, and even strangers that we saw play before less avid fans knew their names. Montero is that player for me.