Watch Spencer Jones Hits Some Dingers!

Let’s just get this out of the way: Jasson Domínguez is a unicorn. A Martian. A bat-swinging sci-fi character who landed on Earth (and in the Bronx) and immediately started making pitchers question their life choices. He’s a freak—in the best way. And if we’ve already got one muscle-bound, planet-hopping slugger terrorizing baseballs, why not bring up the next one?

That brings us to Spencer Jones. You know, the other 6-foot-7 beast in the Yankees’ system—the one with the Judge-esque frame, a swing so smooth it should be illegal, and the power to melt a baseball into dust.

This past Sunday, Jones decided to give everyone in Reading a taste of what he’s about, smashing two homers in the final three innings for the Somerset Patriots. That’s not just clutch—it’s rude. Spencer, some of those balls might still be airborne. Hope the Fightin’ Phils packed a telescope.

According to MiLB.com, it was just his second multi-homer game of his young career, but let’s be real: if this is what he’s doing early in the season, it won’t be his last. He’s already pacing Somerset with three home runs and coming off a series where he went 7-for-23 with six RBIs and a .304 batting average. Not bad for a guy still figuring out how to ruin pitchers’ days professionally.

As of Sunday, Jones is rocking a .290 average through just 31 at-bats in 2025. Those are video game numbers. Those are “call your mom and tell her you’re gonna make it” numbers. And while he’s not exactly knocking on the Bronx’s door just yet, the Yankees would be foolish to keep pretending he’s years away.

Look—we get it. There are things to work on. Spencer’s got to whittle down those strikeouts. But can we talk about that swing? It’s gorgeous. It’s buttery. It’s the kind of swing that should come with a warning label: May cause spontaneous drooling among scouts.

And the comparison to Aaron Judge? Not a stretch. He’s got the height, the power, and the terrifying potential to destroy baseballs and dreams alike. Judge 2.0? Maybe. But let’s let Spencer Jones be Spencer Jones—because that’s plenty exciting.

Here’s the scary part: there’s always the risk the Yankees go full “prospect hoarder” and let this kid marinate too long in the minors. That’s how talent spoils. And Yankees fans have seen that story before. We’re not saying he needs to be in pinstripes tomorrow, but if he keeps this up? There’s no excuse to bury him while journeymen rotate through the outfield in the Bronx.

So let’s say it plainly: Don’t waste Spencer Jones. He’s too talented. Too exciting. Too ready to let him keep flexing in the bushes while the Yankees could use a shot of electricity in their lineup.

We’re not asking for miracles. Just some common sense. If Jasson Domínguez is a Martian, then Spencer Jones is the giant shadow creeping in behind him—and it’s time the Yankees let the Earth feel the quake.