Monday, May 29, 2006

Metropolitan Diary

Just imagine that I'm reading this to you while we're eating our breakfast in the kitchen. You've probably already read the section, but you listen patiently to me reading it to you again so that we can chuckle over it together:

Dear Diary:

I recently went to a Yankees game with my grandchildren, who live out of town. They are Boston Red Sox fans, and they wanted to see Yankee Stadium. Sitting behind us were three young men fantasizing what they would do if they caught a foul ball. They agreed that the right thing to do would be to give it to my grandchildren, although reluctantly.

When Yankee player Johnny Damon was at bat ( he used to play for the Red Sox), my 10-year-old granddaughter stood up in her seat and yelled, "Traitor, traitor, you went for the money!"

Then the young man behind us said, "Now, you're not getting the ball."

Carol Bettinger

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