God god bless Tommy LaSorda. Dude is half dead, stumbling out of a steakhouse, mumbling half his answers while he has his friend answer the other half for him and then bam. Out of nowhere a chick comes strolling along and Tommy is instantly brought back to life. Like when your old Grandpa makes a sex joke that creeps you out but also lets you know he may look dead, but there is still some life left in those bones. God bless you Tommy. Someone should buy you a hooker.