A few days ago, I went on my annual scouting trip, scouring the beaches and tropics of this hemisphere to find the great Yankees of the future.
While I have not found that great prospect, despite great effort and too many Utica Clubs to count, I see that the Yankees have not lost since I left. I left with the team a crumbling mess and I now look and see hope.
I did not anticipate this powerful juju. So, in the name of all that is good, I guess I will have to stay here and continue soaking up the sun and Utica Club. All in the name of helping the team, of course.
Utica Club is the closest thing to Duff on earth. I applaud you.
ReplyDeleteUtica Club takes me back to my college days!
ReplyDeleteAnd such a fine photo, too. Well done.
ReplyDeleteRemember, Utica Club is where it really swings. That's for anyone old enough to remember the commercial from the 60s.