He's still pulling off at the last moment, hitching his diaphragm, failing to gasp for the extra breath. But he's getting there on guts alone. One of these days, he's going to hit 7.00.
And someday soon, he'll break 8.00.
For the Yankees. For history. For the fans.
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They took Xrays of his shoulder. I hope you're happy.
Its not too late. Rig the poll.
I'm sorry. It's too late.
By morning, the spell will have been posted.
But mark these words: Next month, we shall brew reverse magic.
Why do you hate the Yankees?
NEXT MONTH WE ARE GOING TO FIX THIS. I have a plan. To disclose it now is too dangerous. Others watch this site. That's all I'm going to say.
But next month, ha, we shall penetrate our foes with a diamond-hard truth that shall seed the luster and power of Yankee Employee of the Month to the, uhm, excuse me, I gotta go lie down.
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