I remember Mercer.  I am a 4th generation Yankee hater and he struck fear in my heart i thought he would be a Sox nemesis for a long time.  Did not materialize.  That whole Yankke front running mystique is of interest to me.  When I was breaking transistor radios in 1965 and 1966 it did not occur to me to jump ship.  Interestingly the Sox finished a half game out of last place in 1966, Yankees were dead last.  The fact that the Sox have dissapointed me over the years and I have stuck by them shows the difference between a Cubs and Sox fan and the front running Yankee fan.  They are the evil empire and the misanthropic steinbrenners embody that bloated , over inflated illusion of greatness.