A chance to re-scale the mountain of .500
Those damn Yankees!
Why can’t we beat ’em,
He’s out, he’s safe, he’s out, he’s safe, he’s out, he’s safe, he’s out!
Yer blind, Ump,
Yer blind, Ump.
You must be out of your mind, Ump!
Chorus of Six Months Out of Every Year from Damn Yankees, by Richard Adler and Jerry Ross
Fortunately, in this case, art only anticipates life two out of three. The last three lines provide a G-rated version of Welington Castillo’s pre-departure...