The following comes, unedited, from my cousin Ted Jones. He is from Ferndale, Michigan (just outside the Detroit city limits). He fancies a well-launched water-balloon, a hearty stout, and, apparently, making himself the target of vitriol. In example:

Last friday a couple of buddies and I were listening to the Yankee O’s game, after the Yanks won we decided to drive to NYC. We got there at 5:30am and went to the Saturday game. We found out first hand that Yankee fans are indeed the worst: bottles and beer cups thrown at us and a teenager with a mohawk screaming at us, making assumptions about our sexuality. A very clever bunch

The world needs more baseball fans, no, more men, like one Theodore Breitmeyer Jones (as well as his buddies Dan and Sean).

Well played, sirs. Well played indeed.