As much fun as it is to make light of the broadcasting non-prowess of Waldman and Kay, or make jokes about blowing Tom Tresh, or awful home run calls (don't worry, I will bring it all back in 2016), I thought it might make good hay to point out the enemy in our midst, as it were. The Yankee Loving Douche Bags. We have them in our lives. For better (not really) and for worse (almost entirely). But, like potato chips, each one is its own uniquely shaped and contoured brand of douchiness. And yet, also, like Pringles, they are all cut from the same douchetastic mold. So let's start. I have a bunch of these, feel free to add your own (with illustrations, better yet), so that we might UNDERSTAND our enemy. And somehow, appreciate, no, CELEBRATE, their supreme doucheosity. YLDB Fan Wearing Jersey With Last Name On It Hey, buddy, their jerseys never had names on them. You know that, right? YLDB Fan With Awful MFY Tat Yeah, man, wow. That looks SUPER good. YLDB Governors Who Close Bridges To Fuck With People And Looked Like Overstuffed Bratwurst in Charity Ballgames Can you guys see my man-moosetoe? YLDB Supermodels Who Didn't Realize They'd Get Anal Herpes and a Fruit Basket on the Same Weekend Hey, after this, let's go throw eggs at A-Rod's car, OK? YLDB Really Masculine Looking Women Who Date A-Rod No, it's like I told you, I just like women with giant clits! I don't want the balls or anything, that'd be gay. YLDB "27 Rings Guy" Win your 25 more rings and then call me, OK, brah? YLDB Fans Who Also Murder Millions of People You traded Jay Buhner for Ken Phelps? What were you thinking? Keep em coming, gang.