Yankees

Since I've cast off the the evil grasp of Dr. Vic (vicodin) and shaken off some of the emotional loss of the surgical removal of my gallbladder, I am now ready to relate some of my thoughts on life's most important matters, Yankees - Red Sox. This post will be dedicated to those things inherently NY Yankee.


Have you noticed lately that George Steinbrenner has started to really fade and is beginning to look like Donald Rumsfeld's father, ouch! I can fully support Gary Sheff's assertion that his use of the "Clear" and the "Cream" were just manifestations of his search for the perfect skincare product for his combination skin and Shiseido just wasn't giving him that glow...his compadre Senor Giambi's injections of steroids into his rump and other nether regions has now been explained as a "Daddy Dearest" syndrome, "no more wire hangers" or weak fly-ball outs...that philandering flame-thrower, Randy Johnson, loves'em, leaves'em and then wants his money back...priceless. Just saw the Yanks run up about 20 runs on the highly regarded Oakland A's. I hope Yankee fans can now sleep sweetly tonight on their fluffy pillow filled with a bouncey blend of overhyped expectations and uncompromising sense of entitlement... all for low, low price of $200 million bucks.
Galli