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Post by greatfatness on Oct 24, 2017 21:16:57 GMT -5
So many yankee haters out there. One of them was like to me are you going to watch the world series? My response was "No my team isn't playing it". They then asked me pretty annoyingly What kind of baseball fan are you? My response "A Yankee Fan." I dunno I know some people could do it, but I just feel no attachment to any other team its like in my blood or something. I’m a baseball fan first, Yankees fan second. I can’t think of a year I missed the World Series since 1976. Some years are more interesting than other but for sure I will watch it and I hope Houston takes it. |
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Post by inger on Oct 24, 2017 23:14:33 GMT -5
That's the way I used to talk before 1994. It's been 23 years and I still haven't forgiven...Rich bastards on both sides too blind to see that the fans pay for it all...Striking millionaires vs. billionaires stuck in my craw forever...Am I an unforgiving bastard, or WHAT???
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Post by kaybli on Oct 25, 2017 1:00:27 GMT -5
That's the way I used to talk before 1994. It's been 23 years and I still haven't forgiven...Rich bastards on both sides too blind to see that the fans pay for it all...Striking millionaires vs. billionaires stuck in my craw forever...Am I an unforgiving bastard, or WHAT???  Inger still holding a grudge from 23 years ago. I hear you though. I didn't really start watching baseball until 1995 so that didn't effect me that much. |
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Post by anthonyd46 on Oct 25, 2017 1:38:36 GMT -5
I dunno i can't explain it. I am like that in every sport. Once my team is out of it the other teams don't exist anymore. Obviously I watch the superbowl, because it is literally like a national holiday in the United States, but just I dunno i just don't get any excitement from watching other teams. Also some other teams announcers are so bad the YES network is miles ahead of some other channels. Most baseball announcers are either full of themselves or super boring.
I grew up watching NASCAR races before any other sport so maybe its because of that, because in NASCAR most people like one team and all the other ones are enemies. I guess I always used that mentality lol. Earliest Yankee memory I can remember is from like 3-4 years old ( I was born in 84) and my great uncle would always say randomly "Whose #1?" and the response was always "The Yankees." I guess that stuck with me.
I also remember 2 years ago when the mets were in the World Series, my mom was like to him so you want the Mets to win so the city of New York Wins correct? His response : "No, I have no interest in that team winning."
The Mets to him are literally "That team"
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Post by anthonyd46 on Oct 25, 2017 1:53:22 GMT -5
Also, How I became a Jets Fan. My grandfather who was a huge Giants fan suggested to me when I was about 5. "You should be a fan of this football team, no one likes them and they need more fans." As seconds later Dan Marino would torch the Jets with another TD. The nieve 5 year old I was believed this bullcrap and I unfortunately cannot fathom a liking to any other team, but the Jets lol. Why he didn't just make me a Giants fan like he was I will never know.
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Post by kaybli on Oct 25, 2017 2:00:16 GMT -5
Also, How I became a Jets Fan. My grandfather who was a huge Giants fan suggested to me when I was about 5. "You should be a fan of this football team, no one likes them and they need more fans." As seconds later Dan Marino would torch the Jets with another TD. The nieve 5 year old I was believed this bullcrap and I unfortunately cannot fathom a liking to any other team, but the Jets lol. Why he didn't just make me a Giants fan like he was I will never know. That still doesn't beat the time you were delivering newspapers and the one guy told you he'd give you 50 dollars if you burned your Jets jacket. And you took the money and didn't follow through on burning the jacket. |
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Post by inger on Oct 25, 2017 9:37:21 GMT -5
I wonder how many people get started working by delivering newspapers? That's how got started. If I remember correctly, the Poist's paid me $1.35 per WEEK for my route. Then, their daughter grew up and quit her route, for which she was paid $1.50 per week and they split the route between me and the other remaining paperboy. We were so excited that we were going to get an extra $0.75 per week...but no! We only got $0.50 more. I eventually got promoted to Sundays. On Sundays you would ride with Mr. Poist in his van, and he would deliver the papers on his side of the street and you would do your side of the street. Somehow, he was always able to go down every street with about 80% of the deliveries on my side of the van. I made $0.60 for that ONE day. And it only took about three hours!!! There was another part of the deal, too. When you got back to his store, he would give you a free Coke. That used to almost kill him. He'd turn his back on me and talk to other customers and try to ignore me, but I always waited his greedy ass out and got the free coke.
Other days I'd go pull all the weeds out of those lazy asses flower beds and get a quarter or fifty cents for two hours work...I made more money collecting bottles for 2 cent deposits around town than I did working for those tightwads, but...I learned from it.
Now you know...
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Post by inger on Oct 25, 2017 9:42:08 GMT -5
Also, How I became a Jets Fan. My grandfather who was a huge Giants fan suggested to me when I was about 5. "You should be a fan of this football team, no one likes them and they need more fans." As seconds later Dan Marino would torch the Jets with another TD. The nieve 5 year old I was believed this bullcrap and I unfortunately cannot fathom a liking to any other team, but the Jets lol. Why he didn't just make me a Giants fan like he was I will never know. Lol, anthony. I think you might have been NAIVE, unless you're Spanish, in which case you might have been NIEVE, which means snow, by the way. I like the story though. It's funny what happens to us and how easily we can be swayed as small children. I turned my nephews into Yankee fans before they knew what a baseball was...Just like I became one without having ever touched a ball, or even seeing a game on TV...I just liked the emblem on the hat. I didn't even know it was an interlocked N and Y, I just liked the way it looked...and it didn't hurt that Mickey Mantle was so legendary in those days... |
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Post by anthonyd46 on Oct 25, 2017 11:40:27 GMT -5
Also, How I became a Jets Fan. My grandfather who was a huge Giants fan suggested to me when I was about 5. "You should be a fan of this football team, no one likes them and they need more fans." As seconds later Dan Marino would torch the Jets with another TD. The nieve 5 year old I was believed this bullcrap and I unfortunately cannot fathom a liking to any other team, but the Jets lol. Why he didn't just make me a Giants fan like he was I will never know. That still doesn't beat the time you were delivering newspapers and the one guy told you he'd give you 50 dollars if you burned your Jets jacket. And you took the money and didn't follow through on burning the jacket. [img src="//storage.proboards.com/6828121/images/udcwFqPimnXDtjoTmoVL.gif" alt=" " class="smile"] Yes that really is the greatest story ever isn't it? That was the year they were 1-15. |
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Post by anthonyd46 on Oct 25, 2017 11:46:35 GMT -5
As far as the newspapers. I was 10 when I started. Wound up with wet newspapers so often that the boss of all the carriers hand delivered a weeks worth of newspapers to our door personally. She said needed to fire this carrier and asked if my mom knew anyone. So my mom volunteered me without my knowledge. Basically they would drop off the stack each day and it had to be delivered by 4:30pm on weekdays and 8:30 am on weekends. The weekend part was annoying sometimes my mom would do the weekend part. These papers did not come pre-wrapped I had to put them in the bags etc. I got $20 a week. I was allowed to keep 100% of whatever tips I got. I remember buying a TV from Caldor with the money and the other kids thought I was a millionaire or something, because what 10 year old had any money to buy a TV back then? Anyway I did it from 10 until 17 so basically from 5th grade until I graduated high school. Then some kid got mugged or something so they said carriers were being abolished and they were outsourcing it to like trucking companies with vans that wanted extra cash.
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Post by sierchio on Oct 25, 2017 18:01:07 GMT -5
My Grandpa used to deliver newspapers as a side job at night. A few Sundays he would sell them out of a van at a church and I would come with him and help for a few extra bucks. It's funny how paper routes used to be for kids and now (at least in my area..) adults do them as side jobs.
My Grandpa also turned me into a Yankees and Giants fan as a little kid. God bless the man for having good choices in teams. Although , after I became fans , he started liking the White Sox and Steelers just so he could have teams to root against me. LOL. He was and will always be a Yankee fan for real though... big fan of The Mick. It was never Mickey Mantle with my Grandpa.. it was always THE MICK!
Dammit, I fucking miss my Grandpa... he was a great man.
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Post by inger on Oct 25, 2017 23:32:50 GMT -5
Treasure those memories, sierchio. You miss him, which means you knew and loved him. You still love him. I, on the other hand, was just mentioning to my older brother tonight on the phone that the ONLY memory I have of my grandparents is when my father got ill and could no longer make a 2.5 drive to Burtonsville, MD to put flowers on his mother's grave, so I took over doing it for about 3-4 years. I still did it for a couple of years after dad passed away, and then one year I missed going for whatever reason. I got back into the swing the following year, but it finally just became something I lost interest in doing. It was my only contact ever with granddmom, and I have no idea where granddad was buried...That's what really can suck about divorce, especially for young children...And especially when hate is so strong between the parents that there can be no contact between parent and child...
So, I guess I'm saying that it's wonderful to be able to say you miss him. We can all become maudlin and sorry about things. It takes a little more work to see the brighter side...
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Post by greatfatness on Oct 26, 2017 17:48:23 GMT -5
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Post by kaybli on Oct 26, 2017 17:57:57 GMT -5
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Post by sierchio on Oct 26, 2017 21:20:41 GMT -5
Treasure those memories, sierchio. You miss him, which means you knew and loved him. You still love him. I, on the other hand, was just mentioning to my older brother tonight on the phone that the ONLY memory I have of my grandparents is when my father got ill and could no longer make a 2.5 drive to Burtonsville, MD to put flowers on his mother's grave, so I took over doing it for about 3-4 years. I still did it for a couple of years after dad passed away, and then one year I missed going for whatever reason. I got back into the swing the following year, but it finally just became something I lost interest in doing. It was my only contact ever with granddmom, and I have no idea where granddad was buried...That's what really can suck about divorce, especially for young children...And especially when hate is so strong between the parents that there can be no contact between parent and child... So, I guess I'm saying that it's wonderful to be able to say you miss him. We can all become maudlin and sorry about things. It takes a little more work to see the brighter side... You're absolutely right inger. I'm very fortunate to have such awesome grandparents. My parents split right after I was born and I lived with my grandparents during my childhood (and right now I'm living with my grandma after my little vacation) My Grandpa was an amazing man. |
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Inger still holding a grudge from 23 years ago. I hear you though. I didn't really start watching baseball until 1995 so that didn't effect me that much.
