Sunday, October 25, 2009

THE DAY THAT THE RAINS CAME DOWN

WHO KNEW? NOT US. WE THOUGHT THE GAME WAS ON. MY HUSBAND WATCHED FOOTBALL ALL DAY AND DIDN'T HAVE A CLUE

WE MADE NO SATURDAY NIGHT PLANS-A FLIGHT TO PARIS OR ROME. WE WAITED FOR THE NY YANKEES.

WAS THE GAME CALLED DUE TO LACK OF INTEREST OR RAIN? WHAT IF THERE WERE A YANKEE GAME AND NOBODY CAME?

ANYWAY TONIGHT'S THE NIGHT FOR THE FIGHT IN THE BRONX. ISN'T EVERY NIGHT? It'as a rumble between the Angels and the Damned Yankees. Then it's the Phillie Flash in the Pan.

A WORLD SERIES WIN IN THE HOUSE THAT GREED BUILT. OR WILL THE CURSE OF THE HOUSE THAT RUTH BUILT HAUNT THE YANKEES LIKE THE BABE DID TO THE RED SOX FOR ALMOST A CENTURY? No Nanette,say it ain't so?

Go away rain. GO YANKEES.




1 comment:

  1. Separating the entrails of a sacrificed chicken in the locker room before the game will determine if the curse of the Babe is on? Isn't that how Julius Caesar knew he would die?

    Hail Caesar! Et tu Brute?

    Hail Steinbrenner! Et tu Sabathia?

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