Americans. Sports. These two words are intertwined. In some of us, the soul of the game has grown with the souls in us. I am a die-hard Buffalo fan. I cheer the Sabres. Now that I am in Boston, I am becoming, a Red Sox fan. I never thought this would be, but since Buffalo only has a AAA baseball team, I can become a Red Sox fan without guilt.
So when I read today that the New York Yankees tore up the concrete to recover an Ortiz jersey that had been planted by a Red Sox fan to curse the Yankees, I was pissed. You are not supposed to tell people that you did that until AFTER they start playing there. What the hell was he thinking?
YOU CURSE A TEAM QUIETLY. THEN WHEN THEY LOSE, YOU START MAKING UP WILD STORIES LIKE A PIANO IN A LAKE OR SOMETHING!
FOR THE LOVE OF THE BASEBALL GODS DON’T SAY ANYTHING UNTIL THE YANKEES PLAY THERE!
Ugh. For your entertainment, I leave you with this video of Ryan Miller (on of the Sabres’ goalies) in his Amp Energy drink ad.