The Enemy of My Enemy....
is my friend.
Just got back from a fabulous buying trip for the Moon in NYC. While dining at an incredible Tuscan restaurant in Times Square, there was a Yankees/Orioles game showing at the bar. I can guarantee I was the only one rooting for Baltimore. I was in mighty alien territory.... seeing one Yankee cap after another float by on the street, and having to repress the urge to yell the Sox victory cry: "Yankees Suck!".
Just got back from a fabulous buying trip for the Moon in NYC. While dining at an incredible Tuscan restaurant in Times Square, there was a Yankees/Orioles game showing at the bar. I can guarantee I was the only one rooting for Baltimore. I was in mighty alien territory.... seeing one Yankee cap after another float by on the street, and having to repress the urge to yell the Sox victory cry: "Yankees Suck!".