Oh No! I can accept losing (perhaps not graciously) but as someone weaned on the 1955 Brooklyn Dodgers, I can never accept being called a Yankees' fan. Choose your weapon and prepare to defend yourself LH! Don, please reassure me that there is no virtual Hillary in there trying to take over the restaurant. I don't want to wind up with spaghetti sauce all over my shirt or a crust of french bread up my nose.
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