I have been following this blog since it launched way back in…..uh…..7 days ago…. and couldn’t help but feel that, with baseball season one week away, there needs to be another Yankee voice to keeps these barely literate Phillies fans in check.
I want to provide a little basis for my forthcoming opions on this blog. This will be the only time I will explain myself and my allegiances. I am a Philadelphia Flyers, New York Yankees, Philadelphia Eagles fan. I grew up in central New Jersey, just south of the midway point between NYC and Philly. I went to high school with a lot of the contributers on this blog – a school that was a melting pot, to say the least, of sports fandome – Giants, Jets, Eagles, whatever NBA teams are from the tri-state area (don’t care), Yankees, Mets, Phillies, Rangers, Islanders, Flyers – all mixed bags, many swearing allegiance to an eclectic mix of these teams.
Bieber sure knows how to pick em!
Call me what you will about the mix of teams I root for, I’ve heard every synonym for traitor in the dictionary and laugh it off just the same every time. The bottom line is I am a die-hard fan of the teams I support. I didn’t grow up in Philadelphia. I didn’t grow up in New York. None of my family were born in either. I have no blood allegiance to either city. I was born in New Jersey. Repeat. New Jersey.
New York Asshole: “How the hell are you a Yankees and an Eagles fan?!? You disgust me!”
Me: “Fuck off, I’m from New Jersey. Go sleep in a pile of trash.”
Philadelphia Asshole: “I don’t get it, you’re all Philadelphia except for the Phillies?!? How do you sleep at night!”
Me: “Fuck off, I’m from New Jersey. And it’s WA-TER, not WOO-DER you dumbass.”
I see the best of both worlds. I can understand (but hate) Philadelphia fans during baseball season, because I know how it is to pride yourself on immense passion, hard work, and getting your uniform dirty to represent a city founded on those principles. I sympathize with (but hate) New York fans during football and hockey seasons, because I know what it feels like to demand a winning attitude, to demand Championships and settle with nothing less under the most pressure and brightest spotlight in all of sports.
And I sympathize with no one during the NBA season. Because they’re all overpaid and fucking lazy.
More to come.