The Dugout
By Nick - 10-10-06
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**Online Host** The Yankees have been eliminated from the playoffs

Torreumon: Great job, guys. Pack up your shit and get on the goddamn bus.
Kiss_The_Sheff: Yeah we should have known we'd have zero shot at the title this year with an idiot at the helm.
Torreumon: Excuse me? Are you blaming this collapse on me?
Kiss_The_Sheff: Open your eyes, old man! Remember the MVP from last year? Yeah, you had him batting 8th today. Real smart move.
Torreumon: Gary, the only guy on this team who produced less than you was that MVP. I'm not in that game ending innings with guys on base. I'm not striking out. I can only do so much.
Kiss_The_Shef: Well what do we have here. Ooo it's a copy of the New York Daily. Well we've been eliminated from the playoffs for oh I don't know two and a half minutes and the front page story says you're getting fired. Jeez I must be totally out of my mind for thinking you're at fault here.
Torreumon: What? Give me that thing.
Kiss_The_Shef: Sorry, I don't give things to homeless people. You'll probably just sell it and use the money to get drunk. Go find a job.
  **Online Host** WinBenSteinsBrenner has entered the chat room
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Torre. My office.
Torreumon: Sir, I don't know what all this talk about me getting
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Now.
  **Online Host** Torreumon has left the chat room
Kiss_The_Shef: Let him down easy, boss. He's a delicate flower.
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Shut up before I smash your head in with my fist of a thousand rings.
  **Online Host** WinBenSteinsBrenner has left the chat room
  **Online Host** Welcome to WinBenSteinsBrenner's Office!
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Sit.
Torreumon: Sir, I really don't know what you think is going on in that clubhouse but I assure you I'm
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Joe, do you have any idea how much money I put into that roster this year?
Torreumon: 200 million dollars.
WinBenSteinsBrenner: And what about the year before? And the year before that? What about all the way back to 2001? Were these bad teams?
Torreumon: Fine, fire me.
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Fire you...
Torreumon: That's right, fire me. Just do it. Make everyone happy. Go find somebody else who's willing to have one of the most highly scrutinized jobs in the world. See how they do. Maybe then you'll see what a bunch of whackjobs I've been dealing with. That Farnsworth guy tries to fight me every day. He's got some serious problems.
WinBenSteinsBrenner: I didn't bring you in here to fire you, Joe.
Torreumon: You didn't? But...the newspaper said
WinBenSteinsBrenner: You're an important part of this organization. As every bit important as myself. I'm furious at how our season ended, but it's not your fault. You know what you're doing out there, Joe. I trust you.
PiniellaTailOnTheDonkey: Uh, can I still have a job?
WinBenSteinsBrenner: Get the fuck out of here.