Dear Derek, I know, it's been 15 years, and you've never returned my calls, or answered my letters, regardless of how much perfume I've sprayed on them. And I know, despite winning a ring together in 2009, that you've never really forgiven me for rolling you in Esquire magazine, when I said, you know, well, here, let me dig up the article, since I saved so many copies of it. I said this, if you don't recall. douchenozzle q. butternuts wrote: Jeter �has never had to lead. He can just go and play and have fun. He hits second � that's totally different than third or fourth in the lineup. You go into New York, you wanna stop Bernie [Williams] and Paul [O'Neill]. You never say, 'Don't let Derek beat us.' He's never your concern.� Well I'm sorry, OK? I'm sorry I said this. But, come on, dude, we've both been through so much since then. You banged all those women and gave them fruit baskets, and I banged all those women who look like Paul Orendorf in his heyday, but hey, the important thing here, is, uh, wait, where was I going with this? Oh, yeah. Sorry. Sorry I said mean things. Can you please forgive me? I'm tired of jerking off to your posters with the tape over the eyes so you can't see me. Thanks, your bestest bud, Alex-y-poo