Jake next called Melissa in New York and asked her to talk to Steinbrenner and see if he would support the idea. George thought it was a good idea, al...o. He was a veteran and a patriotic guy to boot. So it was set, Saturday, July 10, 1976 was declared military day at Yankee Stadium. Active duty military would be admitted free and every fan would receive a small flag. Steinbrenner’s public relations team hustled into action getting a color guard from West Point and invited a few dignitaries.. "It's a little chilly this morning. Any chance I can get you to make some coffee while I do this?" I am going to make coffee. If you want a cup, I can spare it," I replied.Once inside the office, I removed the knit cap, which covered my still almost bald head, then started the coffee pot. I put the small plastic water bottle filled with coffee from home into the microwave. Two and a half minutes later, I poured the coffee into my coffee cup. "That prick outside can wait for his," I mumbled.. She wondered if all human males were so endowed or if this man were an aberration. She felt herself growing excited and quickly turned away, not wanting to reveal her inappropriate musings to anyone, least of all her aunt. N'Korra held the syringe and looked down at the man, strapped to the table. He was currently unconscious, having been abducted in his sleep. She assumed, from his erect penis, that the man was having pleasant dreams of a sexual nature. From her studies of humans, she knew. "We half laughed, knowing that our bashing of him was just an attempt to help me get over him. What he had done was stupid and unforgivable, right?Whatever, more on that later.She led the way, carrying two bowls filled to the brim with chips. I was stuck carrying the bowl of pretzels and a two liter bottle of diet coke. We went back in to get the rest of the food, and then some of the drinks. Her parents trusted us, and knew that the drinks we were supplying were for someone else, and not for.