When opening day is cold and rainy
It's like French-kissing Richard Cheney.
The seats are hard, your cheeks like ice,
Like smooching Condoleezza Rice.
An opening day, stuck in the rain,
Like swapping spit with John McCain.
Rest in peace, Carmen Berra.
"Yogi said it best," she would say. "‘We have a good time together even when we’re not together.’"