Stand up if you hate the Yankees.

Let's make one thing clear: I'm not a baseball fan. To me, the televised baseball game is up there with "America's Next Top Bulimic" in terms of vapid spectacles. But I do believe the civilized world owes the Red Sox a tip of the cap, not for staging the greatest comeback in baseball history and ousting the Yankees (who, as even the most ardent Bomber booster will tell you, embody all that is wrong and evil in the world), but for silencing the embarrassingly lame (and overtly homoerotic) "Who's your daddy?" chant that makes Yankee Stadium sound like a gay bath house. You'd think a city that seems to take pride in its rough-around-the-edges image would adopt a chant that was a little less, shall we say, minty? They could take some lessons from English football chants.