Christian

Show never really...

I don't think we and I'm just going to say it.

I don't really care.

I don't think the show ever really got to do that.

It deserved.

And that's obviously why we're saying goodbye here.

But you can't tell me that we weren't influential.

We didn't make a mark here.

And we just didn't have a hell of a 10 years here.

So and that's all because of you guys.

That's all because of the support and love that we've gotten here throughout these last 10 years.

So thank you for that.

And I'll end the show with this.

It all began again last night in San Francisco.

Game 1 of 162.

The irrational highs, the irrational lows.

The completely losing your mind and flipping out and thinking the world is ending after a May loss to the Athletics.

When the Yankees win eight in a row, finally convincing yourself that this is going to be the year.

This is going to be the year that they finally win a World Series, the first one since 2009.

the day-in, day-out grind of being a fan of this team, the unexplainable comfort of knowing that the New York Yankees are going to be there every single day for the next six months, loving and supporting and rooting for this team that your dad taught you to love when you were just a kid, and now that you're a dad yourself or a mom, and you're passing that on to your kid.