That’s my form of comedy, the old reversal and twist. You’ve heard of the bait and switch, well this is his bastard niece.

We had a good run, the Yankees and I. It’s outta my control. We were to meet up in Oakland and possibly a Fall’s eve in the Bronx. That won’t be happening. A dark day for America, no doubt. Hats off to the Tigers. Great pitching always beats fair hitting. 103mph in the shadows? Nobody hits that. Not even a fictional character.

I’m tired.

Tonight at Largo with Sarah Silverman and other very funny people, myself included.