There is nothing left to complain about now that I am a full-fledged Yankee fan!
I just took my autographed Bucky Dent picture out of the moth balls I was hiding it in to hide my dirty little secret......
that deep down, I want to be a fan of a World Championship baseball team before I die......
and if I have to sell my soul to become a Yankee fan in order to taste the fruits which have been forbidden to Sox fans for so long......then....so be it!
Wow! This feels so much better than I could have dreamed 28.......26 World Championship flags.....wow....
look at them all up there....like pretty little duckies all in a row! Now I can speak freely and openly about how exhilarating it was when Reggie (I prefer to call him Mr. October) smashed those three homeruns, on three consecutive at-bats, off of three different pitchers
in the 1977 World Series......wow! that was awesome to see and now I can discuss it openly! Life is good....heck, life is great....I love the Yankees...and they....love...me!
This has been a test.....for the past sixty seconds....BigFish has been conducting a test of the ignoramous sensory system.....the words you have just read are a fictitious story, concocted to see just how many gullable souls truely believe that BigFish would actually sell his soul to the dark, evil empire, known in the Boston area as "The New York Yankees"!
We now return control of your senses to you, the reader.
