It's on

ALCS Game 5 Check List

√ Game Tickets
√ Angels Foundation Wrist Band.
√ Food. No NY cheesecake
√ Drink. Hatorade. Yeah, you heard right
√ Radio tuned to Terry and Rory
√ Fitted Angels Hat – easily converted into a rally cap
√ John Lackey Shirt (for James)
√ Torii Hunter Shirt (for Cheryl)
√ Game Face. It’s On!
√ Never Give Up Attitude
√ Rally Monkey. You better believe it

Disneyland is often referred to as “the happiest place on earth.” Well… tomorrow night Angels Stadium shall be dubbed “the loudest place on earth.” Here’s to Angel fans coming together for THE biggest game of the year (so far). It’s win or go home time and we’re not ready to say good-bye to the boys in red.

This team has come too far and overcome way too much to stop now. It’s time to call New York and say “guess who’s coming to dinner this weekend?” That’s right – better hide the children, it’s going to get ugly. The Angels will be heading back the Big Apple after taking care of business tomorrow night. Alfredo Griffin said it and I believe it. Time to tell the Yankees, “Not in our house! You’re not welcome here!” Take your Frank Sinatra CD’s and go back to the Bronx. Go polish off your statues and plaques in monument park and talk about the good old days when you didn’t have to fear the rally monkey because he wasn’t even born yet.

Let’s get ready to rumble. It’s time to throw down. We don’t want the Yankees representing the American League. Red is in and pinstripes are as out of style as Donald Trump’s hairdo. Time for you to take some time off, watch some old Billy Crystal movies and start complaining about the Knicks.

Your money can’t save you because the Angels are going to own you. By Sunday night you’re going to wonder what happened. You’re going to realize a bazillion dollar payroll doesn’t buy you what it used to. Don’t worry we’ll give you a sack of oranges as a parting gift. If you’re really lucky we’ll throw in some avocados. Go see if Bobby Flay can make you some comfort food.

It’s N.Y.Y. baby and that doesn’t stand for the NY Yankees. It stands for Not Your Year!

Let’s do this.