For the past few years, Bernie Williams’ last at-bat in Yankee Stadium was always greeted as if he would be gone the next day. Of course, this is the year of the next day. For the first time since his 17th birthday, Bernie Williams is not wearing pinstripes. Meanwhile the Yanks are in a slump, and Bernie is playing the Beacon Theatre.
I believe in good luck and karma. I believed in the Curse of The Bambino and the Curse of The Black Sox (although the billy-goat is bull shit). And I may end up believing in the Curse of Luis Gonzalez.
That is why not signing Bernie was a mistake. This has caused bad karma and is the reason why the Yanks are doing terribly. (Oh, you thought it was pitching? Please, this is a team so superstitious they used to have monuments in play!) The only way the Yanks can turn this season around is bringing back Bernie. Let him hang out in the dugout and play some jazz guitar. Come on Cashman, the season is on the line! Make it happen!
Posted by thesportingorange 
