TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 30 . . .

Moose.
Me.
Three companions.
Cool autumn evening.
National anthem.
Bright lights.
Deafening crowd.
Moose.
Moose.
Moose.
Hot dogs and beer.
ALDS Game 1.
At home.
Moose.
Yankee Stadium.
With Moose.

After Moose kicks some Minnesota arse, I wonder if the Yankees would let me take him home with me. You know, so I could congratulate him in person.