The best part is, I was watching the game with a bunch of Yankee fans when it was 4-0, and they were in my face as they climbed back to 6-4. I left to go to my room and it's now 7-6 and I'd love to tell them all to choke on my balls, but I'm not a sore winner. A sore loser, sure, but never a sore winner, no matter how much I hate the Yankees or their fans.