Oh, Take Back New York Shirt, I had such big plans for us.
I was so excited when I got you in the off-season. I proudly wore you in April. The Yankees fan priest even commented about you during communion back when we were fresh off an eleven game winning streak together.
Now it’s the end of June and you are injured. Nobody expected the washing machine hose to get clogged causing a basement flood which I had to triage and thus left you sitting in the detergent for far longer than I intended.
And now you have battle scars and aren’t as pretty as you were in April.
I probably should go out and get another shirt rather than try to scrape by with a shirt that really isn’t up to being worn regularly, but I just spent so much money on my backyard construction redevelopment project that I need to watch the budget. Besides, I have some other t-shirts in my drawer that I could wear. Sure, they aren’t as cool as this one could have been, but a shirt is a shirt and who will really notice?
Eventually I will be able to get another shirt. Maybe in 2020 when both the Wright and Harvey contracts are off the books. Until then Take Back New York Don’t Trade Reyes.
