We are stunned by the losses of Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson.
Each was a sacred member of the Yankiverse.
As Johnny Carson's loyal sidekick, Ed was our leadoff batter, getting on base, setting up hits, taking punch lines for the team and stealing bases... our great Mickey Rivers.
As icon of womanly perfection, Farrah illuminated the deepest recesses of our minds, sparking rallies, delivering big scores, and crushing balls like no others... much like the great Reggie Jackson.
As the King of Pop, Michael produced hit after hit, record after record... our Mattingly, our Mantle, our Munson... our Mel Hall.
Gone.
This is the biggest celebrity culling since June 29-July 1, 2003, when Katherine Hepburn, Buddy Hackett and Herbie Mann died.
Who is next?
Friday, June 26, 2009
Who shall be next to die?
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Puke.
They're boarding the windows in Hollywood. No one's on the streets. I wouldn't give you a plugged nickel for any celebrity's chances right now.
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