The Yankee Chicken takes a break from imagining all the next-to-the-dugout seats he'll be able to afford, and how, exactly, he and Derek Jeter will coordinate their evening plans (The Chicken does not have opposable thumbs, and therefore has issues with texting) when he strikes it super rich this evening, to give you this wealth of information. (No, seriously, he will be Derek Jeter's BFF. Just you wait.)
