Earlier tonight my lovely sister-in-law and my mother both commented that my brother and I are Yankee addicts.

We looked at each other and the first thing I told him was: “well, we ain’t like She-Fan.”

We don’t have our green barcaloungers in front of Mom’s flat screen HDTV. We don’t eat turkey burgers to keep a streak going. We don’t have lucky t-shirts.

When we explained all of this to our mother and sister-in-law/wife, Mom’s first reaction?

“Why does she eat turkey burgers?”


Sure, we’re passionate, but not addicted. I think I need to show my mom She-Fan’s most recent column in the New York Times.

Wait…passionate isn’t the correct word. We’re crazy about our team. *grins*