Oh, Well, That'll Fix It

Dear Yankee Apologist,

I don't think I could make this stuff up if I wanted to. Now comes word that a white knight appears on the horizon. A valiant leader whose steed rides strong and brave. A man whose chiclet-teeth are framed by a vintage 1992 goatee. A man whose barrel chest proudly says "my dad is incredibly rich".

Yes, Dear Yankee Fan....your savior appears. And his name is...Jim Dolan.

Yes, Yankee Fan. From the "how could this get worse" file comes word that noted "Cable Bumbler" Jim Dolan wants to buy your team.

Now, before you get upset, try and see the positive side to all this. This would be good news for Joe Torre. Jim Dolan likes underperforming coaches, that is clear. Isaiah Thomas will be calling Joe soon and sending over a case of Bigelow Green Tea to welcome Joe to the family. And he likes homer, see-no-evil broadcasters on both TV and Radio, so Mike and Sterling and Georgie Girl would all be safe, too.

But as for "the product", as Jim is wont to refer to the team? Well, that might be a different story.

As a Sox fan, I plan to sit back today, enjoy the local papers, replete as they are with various panicked responses by Yankee players, disguised as non-panic responses, and countdown the hours until 4pm, when we get to do it all again.

Selah.

The Editor.