Philip really got in touch with his soul during this interview.

Nice to see the kid maturing at such a fast rate.

He is definitely a keeper.

Last night, following the Yankees playoff clinching win over the Devil Rays, Joba Chamberlain let out his inner inner beast.

Robbie Cano, Melky Cabrera and Edwar Ramirez gleefully played along. The scene of Joba getting blasted with Domestic beers ghastly mirrors something you would see at the Bronx Zoo. Substitute Joba for a polar bear and the scene is all too familiar.

I can only imagine a blasted Harlan Chamberlain was cruising around the streets of Lincoln on his moto scooter.

Anyway, here’s the clip.

Being a big tattooed monster with the inner core of a goose-feathered teddy bear can really go along way in America. Jason Giambi, who won’t be punished by MLB for his involvement with steroids, is a prime example of this.

Jason Giambi escaped punishment from commissioner Bud Selig on Thursday because of the Yankee slugger’s charitable work and cooperation with baseball’s steroids investigator.

“He’s doing a lot of public-service work, and I think that’s terribly important,” Selig said. “He was, I thought, very frank and candid with Sen. Mitchell, at least that was the senator’s conclusion. Given everything, this is an appropriate decision.”

Wow.

Jason Giambi wakes up in the morning, greases his hair, hugs a couple of weakened children, donates some money, bullshits with a senator about his brilliant acting in The Bronx Is Burning, and he’s cleared of it all.

Barry Bonds would have to give birth to a band of traveling Mother Theresa’s out of his dick head and shit out the clone of Bill Clinton — at the same time — to escape the ire of Selig.

Giambi — causing the eye make-up on a thousand emo souls to run in the streets — proves that being a nice guy does pay off.

Cleveland Indians fans are sour.

Following a three-game sweep at the hands of the wallet thumping Yankees, the fans, acting like a jealous boyfriend, were looking at any possible way to get back at the man.

So, what was the straw that broke the camels back?

Horrendous picthing? A deceased offense? Nope.

Derek Jeter bobble heads.

As Cleveland.com reports on their blog, Jacobs Field was selling — gasp– Yankees merchandise!

Lifelong Tribe fan Matt Linse, 33, from Erie, Pa., went to Jacobs Field Saturday night (an 11-2 Yankees thumping) and walked into the team shop to buy one of the “crooked C” hats he wore as a kid in the late 1970s. When he saw an impressive display of Yankees merchandise, he said he wanted to throw up.

“It wasn’t like it was a corner store or some vendor,” said Linse, who was still upset Tuesday. “It’s inside Jacobs Field. And they have all this Yankees stuff!”

Hey! At least you still have Die Hard Night!

As Harry Doyle stated, “It’s free admission for anyone who was actually alive the last time the Indians won the pennant.”

That is an organization that cares!