...than being at work during the Yankees home opener.
Last year was the first year since I got out of college that I didn't attend. And, well, they won the World Series. I am admittedly the absolute Sensei of Illusory Corollaries, but also a disciple of superstition. Which is what I keep telling myself as I sit here, behind closed office doors, face pressed up against the monitor, silently blessing the powers that be who enabled YES streaming in blackout areas.
Here's some literature that helps me put things in perspective when I'm in the throes of this kind of depressing situation.
Alright, here we go. Yankee fans bloom where they're planted. Which, in my case, is an ergonomic office swivel chair.
HERE'S TO #28!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WELCOME BACK TO THE BRONX, BOYS!
WELCOME BACK TO THE BRONX, BOYS!
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