Today is Yom Kippur, Terry, and I suggest you bust it over to Beth Zion this morning for some major league atonement. Your job is not to make Yogi “Deja Vu All Over Again” Berra look prophetic. I mean, you know what happened last year, right? Right?! If you don’t want to be mowing lawns with Grady next summer, you’re going to be fasting until sundown tonight. Shalom.