October obsessions
Being a transplanted NYer in New England can be tough. I have a real beef with the people I meet who, upon finding out where I grew up, instantly assume that I am a Yankees fan. (I am neutral. I don't really like baseball. Too slow of a game for my taste.) However, this happened a number of times since I've moved here around 3 years ago that I find it worth mentioning.
What's up with that?
Addendum: Yesterday my mother nicely reminded me that she did not raise me to be a Yankees fan. She informed em that she had been rooting for the Red Sox and was happy that they beat the Yankees (and therefore I should be too).
What's up with that?
Addendum: Yesterday my mother nicely reminded me that she did not raise me to be a Yankees fan. She informed em that she had been rooting for the Red Sox and was happy that they beat the Yankees (and therefore I should be too).
posted by Lyss | 8:16 PM
1 Comments:
Seems a little strange to me. Most of my family is from New York (Long Island) and I'm pretty much the only Yankees fan, the rest are Mets fans (My dad was a Dogers fan, but figured the Mets were better than the Yankees). My grandmother rooted for the Yankees with me, but only because she felt the Mets were upstarts and never forgave the Dogers for leaving Brooklyn.
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