Nevertally Feliz.
CJ (Choke Job) Wilson.
Nelson Luz.
Mike Nap-DOH!-li.
Adrian Meltre.
Fleein' Kinsler.
Frankly, the Yankees were lucky to die early, rather than be brought to the point of orgasm, only to have a 120-volt cattle prod jabbed into our groin. (Oh yes, I remember 2004.) Can you imagine how we'd be snarling today if Phil Hughes or AJ Burnett had puked away game six? Or if Swish had left yet another set of bases loaded?
Truth in advertising: If we're not going to win the whole caboose, I'd rather come in last, so we draft first.
If the Yankees don't win it all, there is no such thing as a "successful" season. We wasted 95 victories. But... ha ha!.. at least we're not the Texas Wangers.
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so, this Chinshit craze now stretches to offworld visitors? very butch
We won the AL East.
The Greatest Team Ever did not.
We wanted to accomplish more, but would you rather have finished behind the Red Sux?
We'll always have fond memories of 9/30/11. They should make that game the first Yankees Classic we ever lost.
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