Put Me In Coach Chapter 21
The New York fans were full of piss and vinegar for Game Four Wednesday night at Shea. It was a cold, windy late October night, and, not for the first time, I cursed the Lords of Baseball who let the season run overtime into weather like this. It was 49 degrees at game time but, between innings 90 minutes into the game, Surhoff told me it was 40 degrees and still falling. It wasn't so bad in the dugout when we were at bat, but standing in centerfield, I felt like a character in that old...