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These are trying times. These are teeth-gnashing, fist-clenching, chest-tightening, nail-biting, hair-tearing, floor-pacing times. The Boston Red Sox and the New York Yankees meet once again this weekend in a series that may well decide which team advances to the playoffs and which one goes home. Whatever the outcome, there will be stress, and lots of it. But such tension is harmful and debilitating. Better to clear the mind and calm the spirit. So herewith, the Red Sox–Yankees rivalry, rendered in the crystalline simplicity of Japanese lyric verse. Zen. Be the ball. Bucky Dent retired "Mystique" and "Aura" are myths They’ve got nothing left Our mustaches are Infinitely cooler than Their pitcher’s mullet Giambi on juice? It’s normal to have a neck Thicker than one’s head Johnny Damon has A left arm that might fall off, But Bernie’s a corpse Manny is Manny But it is also true that Womack is Womack After this series Joe Torre will be fired Hire Costanza Bellhorn cut his hair It didn’t change the fact that He still cannot hit I’m dying to see Billy Crystal cry again Yeah, really, I am The Standells could kick Liza Minnelli’s large rump Any given day Email your own Red Sox–Yankees haiku to letters[a]phx.com — and check out the Sox Blog. |
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