There are a few things that worry me right now. One of them is that I think the senate is going to go nuclear when the democrats filibuster in order to block the republicans’ selections for the Federal Appeals Court. Another is that I am missing one of my favorite socks. More so than either of these however, is the fact that Keith Foulke is the MVP of the Yankees right now. He is keeping the Red Sox from opening up an enormous lead on the hated Yanks, and he tried to do it again yesterday.

Last year, Foulke was solid. He was the Go-To guy that every championship team needs. This year, he is a steaming pile of cat poop. What prompted this complete reversal in skill? Good question. I’ll tell you what. It’s the final remnants of the curse of the Bambino. It’s not dead! Think about it: Before the final pitch of last year’s World Series, the home-plate Ump tossed Foulke a new ball. At this point, it became The Ball. Foulke dealt The Ball to Edgar Renteria who was playing for the Cards at the time. He grounded The Ball back to Foulke, who tossed The Ball to Doug Mientkiewicz who held onto it until he saw his wife on the way to the lockerroom celebration. His wife took it the next day to a bank and put it into a safety deposit box. When the dispute over the ball was finally settled. She took it out, and put it directly into the glass case where it resides now.

It’s obvious isn’t it?? The ball is cursed! The Ump who gave it to Foulke lost his leg during a kite flying class the next week; Foulke obviously can’t pitch anymore; Renteria can’t hit OR field, and Mientkiewicz got traded and is on the rocks with his wife! Thank god the Ump didn’t hand the ball to Varitek first!

Anyway, I think the only thing to do in this situation is to trade Foulke and Renteria to Anaheim..ahem..I’m sorry..to the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim in return for Cabrera. You’ll be able to visit my new website in a few weeks…It’s called www.cabrerawouldahadit.com.