A Red Sox fan used to amuse himself by scaring every Yankee fan he saw strutting down the street in the obnoxious New York pinstripe shirt. He would swerve his van as if to hit them, and then swerve back just missing them.
One day, while driving along, he saw a priest. He thought he would do a good deed, so he pulled over and asked the priest, "Where are you going, Father?"
"I'm going to give Mass at St. Francis Church, about two miles down the road," replied the priest.
"Climb in, Father. I'll give you a lift, " said the driver. The priest climbed into the rear passenger seat, and they continued down the road.
Suddenly, the driver saw a Yankee fan walking down the road, and he instinctively swerved as if to hit him. But, as usual, he swerved back into the road just in time. Even though he was certain that he had missed the man, the driver still heard a loud, "THUD."
Not understanding where the noise came from, he glanced in his mirrors, but still didn't see anything. He then remembered the priest, and he turned to the priest and said, "Sorry, Father - I almost hit that Yankee fan."
"That's OK," the priest replied. "I got him with the door."
