my heart, my aching heart . . .

Ouch.
A whole in my heart, newly torn by those Yankees, who just couldn't get it done.

I used to be a Mets fan, but just couldn't take all the losing. Now that I've been reborn as a die-hard Yankees fan . . . this just hurts all the more. C'mon, I even left my Bible study early tonight to rush home to watch the end of this game. Stupid Yankees, stranding everyone on base all night.

I thought it's supposed to be fun, rooting for the Yankees, cuz they always win.

(for those of you sh-sh-shocked by my allegiance to the Yankees, just know that a very very special friend of mine turned me into a complete Yankees fan over the course of this year.)

Aw, man. Now what am I gonna obsess about . . . now that the Yankees aren't in the playoffs.

Wait.
What's that I hear?
Oh yeah, the Astros! Whoo-hoo, my new favorite team! Go Astros!

Teddy, the forever fair-weather fan.