I don’t know. Things could get scary in Minny on Sunday, and I’m not even talking about having to watch endless close-ups of Carl Pavano.
I’m not talking about Joe Mauer either, although he does give me hives every time he comes to the plate.
I’m not even talking about that crazy ceiling at the Metrodome and how easy it would be for, say, Johnny Damon to lose a fly ball.
I’m talking about the stadium itself. It has no open windows. It’s completely enclosed. It’s like a giant airplane with 100% recycled air, and you know what happens on airplanes. That’s right: people catch a cold. I think that’s why Twins fans wave those Homer Hankies.
They all use the hankies to sneeze into.
The Yankees warmed up at the Dome today and I hope nobody came down with anything contagious. Barring that, I’m looking forward to a great outing by Pettitte, more clutch hitting by the boys and maybe even a steal or two by Gardner.
I know I’ll be ready for Game 3. I’ll be wearing the exact same thing I wore for Games 1 and 2.
I’ll be ordering the exact same take-out turkey club sandwich and eating it as soon as the Yankees score their first run.
And I’ll be sitting in the exact same spot on the middle cushion of the white couch in my living room.
With more than a few hours to kill until the first pitch, I decided to leaf through a book I received in the mail today called “New York Yankees IQ: The Ultimate Test of True Fandom” by Tucker Elliot. Imagine my surprise when I turned to page 73 and discovered that “Confessions of a She-Fan” (the book) figured into one of their Yankees trivia questions! Check it out. It would make a fun gift.
The Dodgers just won the NLDS as I finished typing this post. It’s still weird to watch Joe Torre hugging “other” players, but a big congrats to them!