Sunday, April 08, 2007

The Boys of a Chilly Spring

I left my huge Easter basket out for the bunny to fill, but I didn't get the chocolate Jesus I was hoping for. Oh well.

A week into the 2007 baseball season and it has snowed during every Yankee game I have watched.

The Yankees still don't have any starting pitching but somehow have a .500 record.

Will Alex Rodriguez's game ending grand slam home run yesterday quiet his detractors? I, for one, hope it does.

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