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This story starts like most of the others -- in October, 2003. We pretty much listened to and read a ton of Grady bashing, sulked through the World Series (except when the Yankees were taken O. U. T. OUT! That was nice, wasn’t it?), and then had a lengthy bout of hot stove fever.

In retrospect, we think the seeds of "The Red Seat" were sown as early as Game 3 (Zimmer had it coming) of that year. Trying to convert a Yankee fan and wanting a souvenir to commemorate the great day of theater, we searched and searched, but to no avail. There was literally nothing around the park that wasn't a lame retread, obscenely priced or just plain obscene. After making a mental note, this was quickly forgotten until what we used to refer to around here as "the inevitable." Much sadness followed, but then our first moment of enlightenment. It had to be that god hates us.

Enlightenment #2. Any shirt that has that New York team's name on it is a shirt about them. Doesn't matter if it says that they suck. You're thinking about them, aren't you? Our stuff is a little different. Even Larry likes it! There are lots of ideas brewing, so check back often and be sure to sign up for the mailing list. Remember, misery loves company. Or is it that hope springs eternal? . . .

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