Boston: World Chumps
OK. I'd like to state for the record that to this point I have not been a rabid baseball fan. I've enjoyed watching an occasional game, but have only been to the stadium once since moving to New York. When I say "the stadium", of course, I mean Yankee Stadium; after all, there is only one New York baseball team worth mentioning...
Truth be told, I like the Yankees mostly because it ticks people off.
However, given the Yanks MONUMENTAL choke in last year's ALCS, it is my plan to pay a bit more attention this year. Especially when we play Boston. While the Socks of Red do not inspire the kind of loathing I reserve for the Atlanta Braves ("America's team", my meaty white butt!), I'm still pretty miffed at Johnny Damon and crew. Yes, they beat us and beat us squarely, but, hey, loyalties are only loyalties when you hang on through trying times.
Just ask any Mets fan...
So imagine my joy when the Yanks spend opening day treating the Red Sux to a nice serving of STFU. The 2004 World Champions stepped into the House that Ruth Built and got thoroughly owned, 9-2. Sweet.
Revenge is a dish, etc., etc.
Yes, it's only the first game and one game does not a season make, but it's a step in the right direction. Randy Johnson was impressive and Matsui did his thing, both offensively and defensively. This guy is my favorite player since Paul O'Neil left.
Both Manny Ramirez and Johnny Damon got stuffed at 0-4. And, most deliciously, turncoat David Wells got bitchslapped. Serves him right for wearing the Bambino's number 3.
Keep it coming, Bombers.
Tunes you will never hear during the 7th inning stretch:
DJ? Acucrack - The Dope King
(the gents from Acumen Nation put on a happy face, then bash you with the BPMs)
Ice Cube - The Predator
(say Hi to the bad guy)
Filter - Title Of Record
(a driving, yet atmospheric record; "Take A Picture" and "Skinny" throw a one two punch)
Mad Professor - Black Liberation Dub
(dub from a true disciple of Tubby and Perry; on Ariwa, of course)
Lush - Gala
(shoegazer, indie-rock, and an points south)
Truth be told, I like the Yankees mostly because it ticks people off.
However, given the Yanks MONUMENTAL choke in last year's ALCS, it is my plan to pay a bit more attention this year. Especially when we play Boston. While the Socks of Red do not inspire the kind of loathing I reserve for the Atlanta Braves ("America's team", my meaty white butt!), I'm still pretty miffed at Johnny Damon and crew. Yes, they beat us and beat us squarely, but, hey, loyalties are only loyalties when you hang on through trying times.
Just ask any Mets fan...
So imagine my joy when the Yanks spend opening day treating the Red Sux to a nice serving of STFU. The 2004 World Champions stepped into the House that Ruth Built and got thoroughly owned, 9-2. Sweet.
Revenge is a dish, etc., etc.
Yes, it's only the first game and one game does not a season make, but it's a step in the right direction. Randy Johnson was impressive and Matsui did his thing, both offensively and defensively. This guy is my favorite player since Paul O'Neil left.
Both Manny Ramirez and Johnny Damon got stuffed at 0-4. And, most deliciously, turncoat David Wells got bitchslapped. Serves him right for wearing the Bambino's number 3.
Keep it coming, Bombers.
Tunes you will never hear during the 7th inning stretch:
DJ? Acucrack - The Dope King
(the gents from Acumen Nation put on a happy face, then bash you with the BPMs)
Ice Cube - The Predator
(say Hi to the bad guy)
Filter - Title Of Record
(a driving, yet atmospheric record; "Take A Picture" and "Skinny" throw a one two punch)
Mad Professor - Black Liberation Dub
(dub from a true disciple of Tubby and Perry; on Ariwa, of course)
Lush - Gala
(shoegazer, indie-rock, and an points south)
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