Some of the Yankees went to party at 1 Oak to celebrate their World Series victory, and I don’t think it looks like very much fun:

Look, I’m definitely not too cool for the club scene – I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have even gotten inside  – but even with Jeter and CC in the club, I can’t think of a worse way to celebrate the World Series.  Look how crowded it is.  I’d no doubt have my face in some douchebag’s armpit all night long, unable to movie, and praying that the strobe lights don’t trigger an epileptic seizure.  I know after just five minutes I’d want to start crying.  Girls would be draped all over the Yankees while yours truly would be all alone, pondering if I put too much gel in my Jewish hair and pissed at myself for spending $1500 for two bottles of mediocre vodka.  Forget talking; there’s no way you could possibly hear what the person next to you is saying with all that loud music blasting through the club’s speakers all night long.  And God forbid the DJ play a song for more than 30 seconds without switching up to another one.

I just don’t get the whole club scene. Or I’m insanely jealous of professional athletes. You decide. Check out one more video of A-Rod kissing Posada on the head (no, not that one, pervert) after the jump.