I am not a Yankee, but I wish I was...

There is something about those pinstripes that just makes people better. Last night, in the pouring rain, a bunch of middle of road replacement players effected a fantastic comeback to win 5-4. Last night, I was three under after nine and then three jacked 13 and tripled 16 to get it back to one over, with absolutely nothing on the line. If I was wearing pinstripes, I wouldn't have choked like that.

The Yankees have had a tough go this year. They have had more set-backs from injuries then the allied forces did in 1941. Three of their best players have hardly played. Three of their Future Hall of Famers have been sidelined with nagging "age" related injuries.

They deal with the adversity by culling through the minor leagues and crappier teams and give uni's to five total chuckers who immediately after putting on the pinstripes turn into heros.

The Yankees have always been akin to a pension plan for superstars. They usually sign players who are at their peak for huge dollars over a long term. They get two or three great years, and then it goes downhill.

And they make money. Before selling a single ticket, the Yankees make a billion dollars on their cable contracts. Not to mention the property value of the completely debt free Yankee Stadium. Not to mention the revenues from those wicked hats. And then they start selling tickets.

No matter where they play they have fans. No matter where they go, they have people who hate them with a passion.