I read a book when I was little called "Here Comes the Strikeout." It was about a kid who was so bad at hitting a baseball that every time he walked to the plate, all the other kids yelled "here comes the strikeout!" I, of course, couldn't relate to the book at all because I was always a high-OBP guy in Little League. I was Moneyball while Billy Beane was still doing keg stands at whatever gay Ivy League school he went to.
In the end, of course, the sucky kid learns how to hit and comes through with a game winner. I don't foresee a similar ending to the 2007 Yankees' season.
Minky Update: .212/.282/.364. His OPS+ is 76.