It is with a heavy heart I blog today. There are a very few things worse for me than seeing the Yankees lose. One of those things is seeing the Red Sox do well.
I think you know that you are a “Die-Hard” fan when you feel the same sinking feeling when your team loses as you do when their sworn enemy succeeds.
I really don’t like the Red Sox. The only thing worse than a Red Sox fan is a Red Sox fan when their team is doing well.
I have little to comfort me today. The only thing I find comfort
in is hearing the distant chant of my grandchildren in the new Yankee Stadium 86 years from now saying very loudly “two thousand seven – clap, clap, clap, – two thousand seven.”