Hello Abyss, I guess to understand me you must understand my obsessions or my loves whatever you want to call them. I will start off on an easy one. My love for the Yankees.
It all started in 1996. The Yankees were in the World Series against the Atlanta Braves. I didn't start out knowing this or really caring about this. I was into my two nephews playing baseball at the neighborhood park. They were pretty good and I would go with my sister to practices and games just to keep her company. That's how it started but if you have ever gotten involved with kids and sports that's not how it finished. I was one of those parents that got loud and passionate. I would curse under my breathe and would get louder when someone was talking crap about one of the kids. I couldn't handle it. My nephew was a pitcher and I would pray and cover my eyes. I'm seriously surprised I didn't get an ulcer. My nephews were also into the movie The Sandlot at the time so of course I wanted to be the cool Tia I watched it with them and remembered all the lines which I still use at the baseball games "Get two Yeah Yeah! Get two!" or "Long Ball Porter!" or "Throw the Heat!". I can go on and on but you get the picture. When we would get back from practice my Mom and Dad were watching the World Series. That's one thing with my parents they always watch the World Series even if the Dodgers or Angels aren't in it. So I actually sat down and started watching with them. I automatically started rooting for The Yankees. I LOVE NEW YORK but that is another entry for another time. I fell in love almost instantly they had the magic. They were the under dogs they were told they didn't deserve to be there and still they were. It was really easy for me to dislike the Braves they were so cocky and sure of themselves. Their fans are the same. I HATE THE TOMAHAWK CHOP WITH A PASSION! Any way there were two players that caught my eye. Andy Pettite because to me he looked like what a New Yorker was supposed to look like. That stare that he had before he would pitch and of course Derek Jeter. I am a woman what can I say. I fell in love with all the drama Joe Torre's brother getting his heart. Wade Boggs never having a ring. Just the magic of it all the history the house that Ruth built. I cried like a baby when they won. I was hooked. When I was little and we would watch games I would always pick a team I liked but when they would loose or start to loose I would switch sides and root for the other team. I can say I never did that with the Yankees. People may think that I am a band wagon fan because I got to enjoy the really good years and got to enjoy the championships but I don't care my passion is real and so is my love for them. I have my brother in law to thank for that he took me to my first Yankee game at Angel Stadium and for years after that. I went to New York twice. I got to see five games at the old stadium and I got to take a tour the year before they moved. I did tear up when I sat in the dug out and toured monument park. I know you either love them or you hate them. I am a lover. Pinstripes forever baby. Thanks for listening Abyss.
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