Terror On The Subway

So last week here in the city we were all informed of a possible terror threat on the subway. There were a ton of cops on the subway, which is understandable. The thing that stuck out to me was that they put twice the number of cops on the trains taking people to the Yankee game because they were concerned that a plot that had been months, if not years, in the making somehow involved baseball. And I began to think, what if it did?

Imagine if you were a terrorist with this plan about bombing the Yankee game in the playoffs and all of a sudden the Yankees aren't doing so good. The Yanks didn't clinch until the second to last day of the season. Can you imagine how rough that must have been on them. There they are, just wanting to sacrifice themselves for the good of their god and Randy Johnson can't throw a damn strike. That would piss me off.

But then the Yankees finally do make it and the plan is back on....or is it? Apparently mother nature and Allah were not on the same page because thanks to a rain delay the Yankees had to pospone their game for a day. That would have really sucked for the terrorist. They spent a whole day preparing themselves. Saying good bye to people. Giving away all their stuff. Eating all the food in the fridge and then it rains. It must have been so awkward going back to the apartment that night. Because you know before the terrorist left he told his roommate all the stuff that annoys him. "You know dishes don't wash themselves." the terrorist would say. "Go fuck yourself" would reply the roommate while regretting moving in to the first apartment he looked at off of Craigslist. Now they had to sit there watching the Napoleon Dynamite dude on SNL pretending nothing happened. That's not fun.

Have a nice day.