I still wake up in bed, soaked and screaming, to see the bearded Johnny Damon stepping in against Javier Vazquez...
No. I have free will and choose not to go there again! No!... happythoughtshappythoughtshappythoughts...
In 2007, the juju gods blessed us: The lowly NY Giants humbled the Super Patriots. Coincidence? Bah.
Listen: There are no coincidences.
You don't just cap a force powerful enough to hobble a team since 1917. The juju must flow somewhere. So where did the Bambino go? It sure as hell didn't go to the Knicks or Rangers. It sure as hell didn't go to Rudy Giuliani's presidential campaign. Lady Gaga? Ron Paul? The Westminster Kennel Club?
How about Tom Coughlin, who - frankly - looked to be suffering from low T. How else did they beat the Patriots?
But here's the rub: In 2009, the Force re-flowed Yankeeward. We won a ring. Obvioulsy, this season it was undercutting the Redsock beer-and-chicken season-long clambake.
So where does that leave Super Bowl XLVIIIRV? Can the Gints perform a Ruthian knockout, the kind we have dreamed about since 2004? They might have to do it without the Babe...
Unless there is another force at work here...
But if so, who?
I'm studying this. Ideas?
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Ideas? Stick to baseball where the Ruthian rules actually apply! The only vodoo ju-ju in this game will be at halftime when Madonna makes an Italian sausage disappear.
Listen: If the Giants beat the Patriots in the Super Bowl twice, you're going to start hearing this stuff from Shaughnessy, so we better be prepared.
The Yankiverse needs to be out in front of this, otherwise Redsock spin doctors at ESPN will hijack the Curse angle, and from there.. it's all over.
Lawrence Taylor got away with having sex with a 12 year old prostitute recently. Victor Cruz went from running slightly faster than Jason Giambi to being the new Jerry Rice. I feel like the juju gods are still blessing the Giants.
Theory? One name: Wellington Timothy Mara.
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