From: The Boss
One win. Three losses. Three losses in a row. Do you think I’m getting any younger? Did you think I’d see that first game, and then, you know, tune out for the rest of the trip? Did you think the Old Man couldn’t stay up for the late starts? Please. Four games and you’re already pressing my patience. Woody Allen performs better in California. The Sox are 3-1. The Mets are 3-1. For Christ’s sake. One more loss out there and you can forget the team charter; you’ll be flying back from Cali in a JetBlue cargo hold. Those still on the team, that is. I’ll fire your ass faster than The Donald.
Okay. There’s your pep talk. Now play like champions. Or else.