so, it happened. the post season finally happened near my zip code & i didn't go to one game. the idea of paying $80 bucks to stand for 9 innings just didn't get me all jazzed. so i watched it at home & i'm glad i did.
and here we are with rangers in the world series for the first time ever.
to make matters worse, as i watched game 6 being ripped from the pinstripes (frankly, the yanks gave it to texas on a silver platter), i woke up the next morning to find out my daughter - my own flesh & blood, the child i carried for 38 weeks - requested to eat her cereal...out of "her red hat".
gasp. i was afraid i'd failed as a parent.
but, when her daddy tried to sway her to the texas side of things with this pretty red shirt, she said "where my yankees shirt?!". deep down, the girl knows.
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"she said "where my yankees shirt?!". deep down, the girl knows."
THIS!! Love it. Where's the "like" button?
And I hope you forgave me for my indiscretion during that shameful Yankee evening. It was a tough night and I was too crass at your expense. <3 YOU!
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