This is the eighth installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, a daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker.
I am a Yankees hater living a short walk from Yankees Stadium. I own it. I’ve rooted against the Yankees since I popped out of my mother’s womb in a New Orleans hospital. I’m not exactly sure how that’s possible. You’ll have to ask God.
My irrational, God-given hatred for the Yankees gave way eventually to rational hatred for the Bronx Bombers. They spend tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, more than their competitors on mercenaries who play for the love of the money, not the game or its fans. They are the ultimate overdog, a franchise for which championships are their birthright.
That leads me to today, my Christmas of Yankee hatred.
The Yankees play the Baltimore Orioles this afternoon in Yankee Stadium. The stakes could not be higher. The winner advances, the loser goes home. Today I am an Orioles fan.
I don’t care whether Yankees manager Joe Girardi benches struggling slugger Alex Rodriguez, the topic du jour before today’s game. What I care about is that Girardi, Rodriguez, and Co. don’t take the field again until 2013. (Note: Girardi benched Rodriguez.)
Ah, 2013. The Mets need another fan, don’t they?
Check back Saturday for the ninth installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100. In the meantime, read about how I got ejected from Yankee Stadium earlier this season.