It’s been a rough three days in New York. A very rough three days for Whitney and me when you consider that we brought nothing but Rangers shirts and caps for this trip and our favorite team has done nothing but stink it up for us here in the Bronx. Every where we walk and ride, the Yankees faithful give us much good-natured grief. And that was pretty funny after the first two losses. Now, after last night, it’s just ridiculous.
We’re headed out this morning for the Empire State Building and then one more shot at the Evil Empire itself.
Go Rangers. Still.