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.
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Utica Club is the closest thing to Duff on earth. I applaud you.
Utica Club takes me back to my college days!
And such a fine photo, too. Well done.
Remember, Utica Club is where it really swings. That's for anyone old enough to remember the commercial from the 60s.
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