My team is out of the playoffs but I am getting great joy in rooting for the Giants, my dad's team.
But I am getting another perverse pleasure that I am not proud of... but I admit is there. It is always fun to not only see the Yankees lose, but to read the abject panic that happens in Yankee land by way of the New York press.
It's truly difficult to understand what the New York media or any Northeastern media is regarding baseball unless you experience it first hand.
There is no middle ground... only chest thumping arrogance, or Chicken Little hysteria.
Before the series started? The columns were about how the Yankees experience was going to overwhelm the Rangers... and how the showdown with Philadelphia was inevitable.
Now the Yankees have been out played for all but 2 innings and are handing the fate of the season over to A. J. Burnett... the Yankee press is now pushing Kate Winslet out of the way to get into a lifeboat before the boat sinks.
Lamenting the Burnett signing...
Grinding their teeth over Lee's dominance...
Doubting the Yankees ability to come back...
It's good old fashioned Schadenfreude! Rooting AGAINST the Yankees goes beyond the days of Joe Hardy... And yeah, it's fun to admit that watching Yankee land squirm is fun.
Classy?
No.
Honorable?
No.
But neither is laughing at someone passing gas... but we still do it.
