The dreaded Yanks defeated my
The dreaded Yanks defeated my hapless Mariners last night, thus ensuring both their third consecutive American League pennant, and more importantly, much eye-rolling and groaning across the land. Yes, many non-New York sports journalists' worst fears have come true: the apocalyptic Subway Series is upon us. Seldom has the term "World" Series seemed like such a misnomer.
On this sad day, some comic relief thankfully graces our attention. One New Yorker took the opportunity to write a letter to Salon to protest the tired grumblings of a Gotham-bashing Salon writer. I think the headline of the response letter, "You Rice-A-Roni-sucking dot-com bobo rube", speaks, uh, for itself.
Previously: Today’s Life as a Loser
Subsequently: By the way. Lest future
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