At least your mom didn't yell "What the hell did you trade Jay Buhner for!"

I don't think I yelled "there's the boss" but I do admit that I talk loudly (I am a New Yorker). And get over being embarrassed by me. Mom

I love that your mom weighs in! Hey Mrs. E, your son is doing OK, dontcha think?

I was sitting in the bleachers at a Yankees game back in the early 80's and a guy in front of us was doing the beer-an-inning drill. Thing is, the game went 17 innings and this was before stadiums started cutting off the brew in the late innings. Each inning, this guy would turn to the rest of the bleachers and yell, "have I had enough?" The crowd would yell, "NO!", and he'd stagger off for another. My pal flipped him some good-natured grief in the 14th inning and he announced to the crowd-- "Hey there, this is George Steinbrenner's nephew!" He wasn't, of course, and the crowd knew it, but we were showered with cups, popcorn and hot dog wrappers all the same-- all in good fun.

I will miss Yankee Stadium.

Isn't Williams college a girl's school?