Anytime the Yankees lose a game in which one of the runs scores on a steal of home, it is your solemn duty as a Red Sox fan to lurk over to the Yankee game threads and take sadistic, slightly disturbing delight in the misery of those who lorded success over Sox fans for so many years (even after 2004).
The constant barrage of "Torre should be fired!" "This season is over!" and "This team sucks!" can get a little tiring. Well, OK, no it can’t. But it does become monotonous. So a quick "bravo!" to Pollyanna "Porkchop" Pough, who wrote arguably the funniest YF reaction I’ve seen this year (our own AG runs a close second):
this team will not finish behind the bosox. the yankees will take the division and win everything everywhere. i’ve posted it so many times today, this is all a big plan by the yankees to rest the first half of the season so people like mo, hughes, clemens and everyone else will be fresh like secret weapons when the second half begins. from july 15-august 15, the yankees will destroy boston’s lead.
i’ve said it many times today but it’s like when rocky would fight his oponents right handed and take all their hits totally wearing them out. then later on in the fight, when clubber or drago were tired, he would switch to southpaw and knock them out. this is what cashman planned. it’s rope-a-dope. it’s pure genius.
it’s also like the soviet union pretending to collapse, when you know they are tricking us and are totally going to take us over in the future. it’s a smart trick.
clemens is a secret weapon. he’s our vicious hippopotomous. the yanks might look doofy and lazy but will maul anyone who comes close.
you will see. clemens banged his fist at the press conference in scranton last night, sending shudders through the press corps. he will do the same to all opposing teams.
boston red sox fans shall soon know only darkness and distress. i stated before, they will walk the streets of boston in the night in tattered clothing with dirty faces and black eyes crying and begging for milk and butter.
clemens will bang his fist.
Ms. Pough does not end there, later using the slogan: "2007 Yankees: Brotherhood of the Fist."