I would be a bad host, particularly in the eyes of the Yankee fans who wait patiently for my blah-gs if I didn't mention that the team from NY beat the Phillies last night. Great pitching all around. Pedro was all anyone could ask for and Burnett put on his best ever in a big spot.
Is Girardi's plan to go Mo for a deuce everytime it's close? Bad plan Joe. He's not a wizard, folks.
Now it's the night before Halloween, so here's a redux of last year's post. Enjoy!
So what did you call it when you were a kid? The night before Halloween I mean...
In my neck of the woods, we called it GATE NIGHT - and people give me a quizzical look when I say that name. And apparently, the yuppies and new citizens of my little slice 'o' heaven in North Jersey have won out because the kids call it GOOSEY NIGHT, which I always found a little fem. But c'est la vie, right?
So I started asking people at work, around town at the Shop-Rite, wherever - "what did you call it oh so long ago?" So here is a list:
GATE NIGHT
GOOSEY NIGHT
MISCHIEF NIGHT
EVILS NIGHT
CABBAGE NIGHT
HELL NIGHT
Let me know if you have a good one. Funny, I had a friend named Flanagan and he called it 'same as every other night - and I still have to get me Da' at the precinct house!'. Poor Flanagan.
And a word to the wise... even though I've grown up, I still play the game tonight. On defense. Like Jack Lambert, but better looking.
SoulSlam 2008.
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