So today, I'm happy...I'm happy because the Boston Red Sox came back...No, check that, STORMED BACK from a 3 game deficit to crush (also: demoralize) the New York Yankees (and, by proxy, the whole of "Yankee Nation," which HAS to be mostly comprised of reprobates and drunks, with the occasional child molester thrown in). Take that, you dirty Yankee fans...Now, don't misread me here...It's not that I'm a fan of the Red Sox, in fact I generally hate everything to do with the American League (designated hitter? screw that!) but you have to understand...Of all the teams in all of baseball, including teams in foreign countries, I hate the Yankees the mostest.

I think that my burning, searing Yankee hatred has something to do with the fact that, in general, New York sports fans have this elitist air of entitlement about them...Yankee fans, due to their record of success, just happen to be the worst of this already vile bunch...It doesn't hurt that there are, simply by sheer numbers, a Hell of a lot of New Yorkers. Unfortunately, there also seems to be a Hell of a lot of Yankee fans currently working in sports broadcasting, which made the comeback by the Red Sox THAT MUCH MORE SATISFYING...Case in point...

During game 4, when the Yankees were no more than clinging desperately to a one-run lead in the 7th inning, I happened to be listening not to the game broadcast, but a sports talk show on Fox Sports Radio. During an update, the "update guy," who allowed some of his gooey, pinstripey Yankee blood to ooze into his broadcast, happily proclaimed that "the Yankees are now 9 OUTS AWAY FROM THE WORLD SERIES!" This sentence was uttered in a manner that suggested that, despite the fact that the game was still going on, the Red Sox were simply there for show...It was pre-ordained that the Yankees would win, so why not hand said victory to 'em right now? Oh yeah, small problem with that...

The Yankees lost...Just like I figured they would...I guess that some of these same asshole sports broadcasters don't learn their history lesson...It ain't over 'til it's over and, also, there's a reason that the games are, in fact, played...I offer, to illustrate this point, NFL Superbowl XXXII, which saw the Denver Broncos take on the Green Bay Packers. Green Bay had, of course, won the Superbowl the year prior and, their stinking quarterback Brett Favre, has long been a personality that these sports broadcasting sycophants have simply drooled over. More than one broadcaster, including Jim Rome (who I'm convinced probably has to be fed and dressed in the morning by his mommy before he can go off and spew random crap into a microphone, all the while not pronouncing his Ls and Rs correctly), uttered sentences similar to: "why are the Broncos even showing up? Why doesn't the NFL save them the embarrassment and hand Green Bay the Lombardi Trophy?"

Well, sports fans, the reason is that the Broncos beat Green Bay. Oh yeah, they also went on to win back-to-back Superbowls. Suck on that, Packer jerks...

But I digress...So the following night, with the Yankees again, no more than clinging desperately to another razor-thin lead, possibly the same update asshole gave an report on Fox Sports Radio, sounding so painfully excited he could have been urinating pinstripey Yankee urine on himself at that very moment:

"The Yankees are now 6 OUTS AWAY FROM THE WORLD SERIES!"

Well, at least this time, the idiot waited until the 8th inning to hand a victory over...Oh wait, um...Yeah, the Yankees lost THAT game too! Heh...

And so, there would be a game 6. I decided to forego listening to "J.T. the Brick" and his incessant self-serving Yankee fan babble (and, of course, avoid the pathetic game updates that would have the Yankees rescuing old ladies from burning buildings between innings, buildings that would have been OBVIOUSLY set ablaze by Red Sox players). No, for game 6, on my way to play hockey, I listened to the actual game being actually broadcast by Jon Miller and Joe Morgan. And while I was listening, A-Rod did his little "slap fight" routine while trying to get to first...

If you're familiar with the incident already, good. If not, well, I'm not going to outline it here, just suffice to say that, after a powwow, the officials made the correct call, calling Rodriguez out for interference and sending Jeter back to whichever base he had come from. Now, I'd say that Jeter, or A-Rod even, acted like the biggest little crybabies during this, and I could go on for a good long while about the fact that, if Joe Morgan isn't just a Yankee apologist, then he's simply not paying attention. He offered more excuses and spin regarding A-Rod's interference at first than...well, someone who would make a lot of excuses. Bad broadcasting, Joe, bad! But, no, we're talking about big giant assholes here and easily THAT award would have to go to that aforementioned pack of shitty little asshairs, the "fans" of the New York Yankees. SUCK IT UP, ALREADY! You dickheads do NOT have the right to throw things onto the field of play just because you fear losing. The lack of class displayed by those sense-of-entitlement jackasses made me hate them even more and, congratulations to them for it, I didn't think THAT was possible...

Oh yeah, the Yankees lost THAT game too...Heh...Enter Game 7...

You know the funny thing about a game 7?..It's anybody's game. Whatever got you to a game seven, whether you're favored or you're the underdog, whether you had to come from behind or whether you "blew a lead," it doesn't matter. Game 7 is, effectively, a one-game playoff. It's a fight for survival. It's for "all the marbles," there is, in fact, to tomorrow if you lose it. If you don't come to game 7 with everything you possibly can, you might as well not come at all...

Before I get into the obvious about last night's baseball game at Yankee Stadium, I should say that what the Red Sox were on the verge of doing ISN'T unprecedented in sports. The Minnesota Wild actually fought back from 3 games down to win a series not once, but TWICE during the 2003 NHL playoffs. So there...

Anyway, unless you're REALLY not up on "current events," you know that the Yankees not only lost game 7, but they had their collective ass handed to them by a more-than-prepared Red Sox team. Personally, I was happy to see it, but you know that already...Still, I'll say it again, I hate the Yankees. It's somewhat satisfying to me when a team that seems to have more money than God buys itself a lineup that simply cannot play together. All of the praise and spin and outright lies from sports broadcasters can't help a team that has no chemistry actually WIN games. It's nice to see that the Yankees finally found players that were, as a whole, really all about the money...Jeter and A-Rod, for me, bring to mind "Leon" from the Budweiser commercials...But anyhoo...

Oh, yeah, about the "curse?" Well, kids, it's not broken yet, the Sox would have to win the World Series for that, so stay tuned...Lots of fun sports drama is just around the corner...I guess that, by some sports broadcasters' logic, at this point, the Yankees are a mere 1,521 outs away from their next World Series...Regardless, they're not participating in this next one...

Go Sox!

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