soft hands.

predictions make me crazy. baseball is a fickle critter. there's little to be declared with any degree of authority, of certainty. what did lefty gomez say? "i would rather be lucky than good?" at any rate, here's to the bloops and the hanging curves and inches and gaps and wind going new york's way.

here is my bold prediction: the yankees will either break my heart, or they won't.
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