As with most Americans, I don’t keep my disdain for the New York Yankees a secret. In fact, had the Mariners lost today to finish the sweep, I would have simply made this recap a selection of excerpts from this NYT Opinion column on their detestable, yet necessary, existence.
Nevertheless, I’ll start with some words by that same author for a different publication:
I only observe that the ballpark is a paradise into which evil does occasionally come, whenever the Yankees are in town, and this occasionally lends the game a cosmic significance that it would not be improper to call “apocalyptic.