No amount of money can buy love for the Satanic New York Yankees, who Jesus himself would loathe.
More on that thought below . . . .
This is from the New York Times story on the satanic New York Yankees getting overpowered and eliminated from yet another World Series appearance by the once-lowly Texas Rangers last night:
“As always, the Yankees will restock, relying on their deep pockets to try to fix their problems and squash the competition. That means pursuing [Rangers star pitcher Cliff] Lee and trying to pry him from the Rangers.”
That is so why we hate the evil Yankees and love the upstart Rangers, isn’t it? Whatever it takes to buy the best players in Major League baseball is what the arrogant, obnoxious, rancid Yankees will pay to obtain the best players.
But all the best and most high-priced talent in the sport could not overcome the heart and character of an extremely under-paid Texas Rangers team that so convincingly dominated the evil, satanic Yankees to advance to the World Series.
If Jesus were capable of hatred, Jesus himself would hate the New York Yankees as much as I do, and as much as so many outside of the Bronx do.
But the good of Jesus always triumphs, and has triumphed, over evil, including the evil bent of the Yankees.
And anyway, there’s no question but that Jesus has especially warm feelings for this Rangers team.
The Rangers have moved and overcome enormous mountains of adversity this year to reach this pinnacle that now has them advancing to the World Series for the first time in their mostly dreadful 40-year history. They’ve always produced their share of stars and occasional flashes of brilliance, but the Rangers for the most part have been one of Major League Baseball’s floormats.
The evil Yankees–who I loved and watched on black and white TV screens as a kid growing up in the fifties and sixties, BTW–thought that once again they’d wipe their feet on this Rangers team to advance to the World’s biggest baseball series.
I can’t imagine how good this must feel for those few diehard and devoted Rangers fans as opposed to us fairweather fans who’ve jumped on the winners’ bandwagon.
Forgive us, yaw, for falling in love with your Rangers, but these Rangers remind us all of what sports is supposed to be about.
And that would be heart and character and grit and determination and all those wonderful, American, mom and apple-pie values–the stuff that money can’t buy.
The stuff that even the satanic New York Yankees with their deep pockets can’t buy.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!