Javier Vazquez wants to sign with a contender, and maybe the Phillies don’t automatically qualify anymore.
Wait, wait, wait–Javier Vazquez is waiting to sign to with someone? What is that about? Who is that about? Who is that?
Who cares, the Phillies have shown remote–like really remote; like from an airplane; well, a metaphorical airplane–interest, based on Ruben Amaro’s painfully open admission.
So, now that Vazquez knows the Phillies, a perennial contender, are interested, all we have to wait is for
hey hey HEY HEY HEY WHOA.
Back off, Nationals. Just because Mike Rizzo was furiously explaining to his assistant the delicate difference between rare and extra extra extra rare at an airport Wendy’s, and happened to see Ruben Amaro storm by on his cell phone, and followed him because he looked like he was up to something, and bought a ticket for Puerto Rico after he saw Ruben get on the same flight, suddenly the Nationals have “interest.”
Please. If anybody’s going to snatch the 36-year-old, right handed, career 4.22 ERA Javier Vazquez off the market it’s going to be
OKAY EVERYBODY JUST SLOW DOWN.
Nobody get too excited; 94 could be Vazquez’s secret age or the address of the place he was pitching at or the amount of feet he was above sea level.