Awwww, wasn't that special? I hope you all got to see the jubilation in the Empire clubhouse last night as "The Team That Even Money Can't Buy" celebrated their entry into the post-season. What little thoughts do you think were dancing around in A-Fraud's head? Maybe the ardent hope that he'll get ONE RBI this post-season, unlike the ZERO RBI he collected in the last two post-seasons? Maybe that he'll break the Curse Of The Purse (the fact that no team with a guy named "A-Rod" has ever won a title).
As WEEI's John Dennis said this morning, "Hey, act like you've been there before". Indeed. May the addled Phineas T. Bluster never again hold the WS Trophy aloft. May this bunch of Bronx Posers go down to ignominious defeat in three straight games. May the cheap Champagne be the last they ever taste.