Game 121: Down in a holeBy
It’s 5:15 as I type this. I’m headed to some place, where I might get a ticket for the game. I’m also four beers deep, so I don’t feel up to commenting on the game, except that we better damn well win, and Gardner damn well better get on base at least once.
If you don’t mind, could you all sing a verse of “Sha na na na” for Melky?
And on the mound, number forty-six, my favorite Yankee of the dynasty, Andy Pettitte.