04-09-2005, 09:26 PM
Heres some optimism found by an eternal realist (myself)...
"Randolph insisted he was neither stunned nor numb. He has, after all, been on this ledge before. The view then was hardly pretty, but he knew the fog would eventually clear. The sky wasn't falling, there was no reason to duck.
The Yankees were winless in their first three games, losing two at Anaheim, another at Oakland, to the aggregate score of 21-5. Somewhere The Boss must have been huffing and puffing, maybe even sharpening his ax.
The year was 1998, and wise baseball fans remember not that inglorious start, but the merciless, orgiastic finish. For that is when the Yankees won 114 regular-season games, 125 total, swept the Padres in the World Series and earned sculptures in the pantheon of the greatest teams ever. "
These guys aren't the 98 Yankees, but its something to cling to, which you need when you're hanging off the edge of a cliff.
"Randolph insisted he was neither stunned nor numb. He has, after all, been on this ledge before. The view then was hardly pretty, but he knew the fog would eventually clear. The sky wasn't falling, there was no reason to duck.
The Yankees were winless in their first three games, losing two at Anaheim, another at Oakland, to the aggregate score of 21-5. Somewhere The Boss must have been huffing and puffing, maybe even sharpening his ax.
The year was 1998, and wise baseball fans remember not that inglorious start, but the merciless, orgiastic finish. For that is when the Yankees won 114 regular-season games, 125 total, swept the Padres in the World Series and earned sculptures in the pantheon of the greatest teams ever. "
These guys aren't the 98 Yankees, but its something to cling to, which you need when you're hanging off the edge of a cliff.
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