"You say, 'It's no big deal, it's just another series, we play the Utleys and the Werths and the Halladays 16 more times, so this isn't do-er-die.' Doesn't mattuh. Tell yuhselves what you wan' aboutthis, Met fan. This series, it's yoooooge." -A particularly loud part of my superego which sounds a lot like a drunken Francesa. "Ya think so Leituh? See, I don't know, it's so early still...I mean, what if you lose? Then you got heads hanging, people down on themselves, and all that good you did is gone. You can't do that to this team. You can't do that. Just can't. Not to this team. I dunno. 1:58 on the Fan. Back after this." Small part of my ego with a raspy annoying voice. "Field. Come on. Field. They don't have to win it, they-- they just got to keep it alive, keep it on this same track. Friday, you got-- who you got? Kendrick? You gaaaatta win that one. Because Saturday's Halladay. You're not getting Halladay. Yankee fan friends could tell you, you're not getting Halladay. You're not getting Halladay. But Sunday, you got Moyer, and he's showing his age. He's getting up theyuh. And who knows? So you gotta keep it alive, keep on track, you come outtovit with one, maybe two wins, who knows? Who knows? YOU HAVE A SEASON NOW. Yoooooooge series, Field. YOOOGE. We'll be back after the update." Let's play that really fun game where you try to guess the ratings for different sporting events.