It had to be painful, sitting in the booth and practicing the perfect game warble, then watching the night deteriorate into just another boring Yankee victory en route to another championship season.
Oh, tis the tides of fate, which often yield in dead sea creatures, and which tonight loosed upon John's beachfront to the Yankiverse a suddenly decayed prawn of disappointment.
It's not easy being John Sterling, when your heart is set on a perfect game, and you must settle for a mere 5-1 drubbing.
This is why he is a pro: a 6.16 WinWarble... with tears in the eyes and heartfelt phlegm in the boombox.
Monday, August 31, 2009
After the letdown, John summons a 6.16 WinWarble
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