The Yankees remind me of my greedy older brother. He wouldn't go trick or treating with us "little kids", but he was quick to raid the goodie bag trying to get out the good pieces of candy when we came home.
I'll never forget the year I went as a baseball player and actually hit him with my wood bat when he stuck his hand in my candy bag. I got a spanking, but he was the one with the big bruise on his back.
I've got a message for you Yankees. Back off and keep your hands out of our goodie bag!
You might get him eventually, but right now he's a Ranger and for the record...he's not the only reason the Rangers sent you packing!
Thanks to Sully for bringing this to my attention.