So, in my post-trip rage yesterday, I forgot to mention that I received a flurry of text messages and emails while I was toiling in the airport on Friday.
Of course, once photos started to appear, lil' Hank Steinbrenner went berserk, threats of a lawsuit were made, and an emergency evacuation took place. The Jersey was finally brought out of the ground on Sunday, will be auctioned for charity, and the DA's office politely declined to prosecute any charges (something about more important crimes happening in the Bronx).
Me? I'm just glad they finally got it out of the ground -- Papi was dying under all that concrete -- going 3 for 43 (.070, worst in the majors) during his time in the foundation.
