Seeing Jeter/Pettitte/Posada on Letterman last night like they were Don Rickles reminded me that the end is near, and though I have been hard on all of them at times when that day comes I'm probably gonna cry like a baby. I was lucky to have walked right into this team 12 seasons ago, like a kid born at the right time to worship Mantle. Ah well. I guess maybe then it'd be time to talk to a living woman, or get a real job. Hmm.
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