My husband, Rich, is a pretty good natured guy. In fact, he's usually in a good mood. It's quite rare when he's not his jolly self. It makes for a wonderful home life. We laugh a lot, do goofy things and generally enjoy each other's warped personalities.

Then Baseball season starts.

I will tell you, I grew up a Yankee fan, in Yonkers, NY, not far from Yankee Stadium. Many summer evenings and weekend afternoons were spent with my dad watching his beloved Yankees. The difference between my dad and my husband starts there. While they are both die-hard Yankee fans, my dad was always the strong and very silent type.  My husband, while strong and adorable, well.....not so silent! Um, not so silent at all.

My dad could watch an entire game and not utter a sound. My husband, well...lets just say that I have to constantly remind him that the windows are open. My son thinks it's funny and the neighbors all know that Rich is a big Yankee fan.

So, here we go, Opening Day is next week. Here's a shout out to the New York Yankees from me, someone born and raised in your back yard: Hey guys, can you do me a favor this year? I like being able to have the windows open. These are some of the things I've heard Rich yell at the TV, so maybe you could keep these things in mind during the 2016 season:

  1. If you play like a little leaguer, could you give your paycheck back that week?
  2. Can you please make sure that the umpires are Yankee fans and not Yankee haters?
  3. If you decide to pitch like @&$#% could you punch yourself in the face?
  4. Since you have never paid one of our bills, could you remind Rich why he cares about you guys so much?
  5. Rich doesn't get to play baseball everyday, he has a real job that doesn't even come close to your salary. Can you please tell him how you sleep at night when you play like &#%*?

Thank you NY Yankees. Here's to 2016! May the Guerreras keep their windows open all season.

 

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