Ok, ok, enough. All my friends break my balls because when I describe the New York Yankees, I say “We”, as in “We Won” or “We lost”. WE. Yes, I do. Like I’m on in the dugout, discussing pitch count with Larry Rothschild or I’m actually wearing eye black andtaking at bats against Josh Beckett. Sorry pals, I’ve always said “We” when describing my Yankees because that’s what fans do. I know many of you do as well, I’m in good company.
I know some of you think I write it and I’m a nutbag. Suck it. When you love your team, you’re close to your team and in turn, you feel like your with the team. When the Yankees win, I feel good. When the Yankees lose, I feel like crap. It’s the first feeling I have when I wake up, win or lose the night before and it sets the tone for my entire day the next morning. And everything good or bad follows depending on that win or loss.
For example, we came off that great 6-3 road trip and I felt like I was on top of the world. I had the best songs on my ipod that Monday morning and I remember them: On to the Next One by jay Z, Cochise by Audioslave, Beware by Big Pun and Back in Black by ACDC. A spring in my step and life was good. This morning, I woke up to I was pissed off. I spilled the milk all over the counter pouring my cereal. I dropped my phone on my toe and my ipod, well, you just don’t want to know. Love Shack by the B52’s, some Christmas song by Booker T and the MG’s and a Britney Spears song that made me lie to myself and say “Did I let my wife borrow this?” It set the tone for my today… and today’s going to suck. Why? BECAUSE WE LOST and it JUST STINKS!
If anyone knows what I’m talking about, Yankee fans do. We have been champions with many different times before and the Quest for 28, while still challenging, is not out of reach. But like I’ve been preaching since September 2010 when Bleeding Yankee Blue began, winning each series, whether a sweep or 2 games to 1, will undoubtedly put us in the Playoffs, so we have to. Yes, people preach Wild Card to me and I say we’re better than that. I don’t want to just squeak in. I want us to stand on top of the mountain, holding the bat high and the rest of the division is tired of crawling. I want us to be champions, play like champions and kick the crap out of everyone in our way. I mean, we ARE the New York Yankees right?
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