Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The Captain


Long ago Larry and I both discovered that we had a shared love for the Yankees. While going to school in Boston, we were able to brave the terrible "Red Sox Nation" together, proudly wearing our Yankees hats (OK there was only really Larry's hat which I liked to steal and wear) and being brave enough to cheer on our team even though we miserably sat through the 2004 Red Sox World Series championship (not to mention the stupid Patriots also winning 2 Superbowls which ultimately somehow turned into a "Yankees Suck" chant on the Bentley Greenspace - but I digress) during our time living in Boston. Back in CT, we've really loved being closer to NY and being able to make trips to the Stadium (see Larry's post about that here) and love being able to turn on the TV at night to watch the game (it also makes for a great weekend nap background noise) all summer long.

I often joke with Larry about man-crushing (he won't admit it but he has a few) but I think it's safe to say we're both in love with Derek Jeter. What's not to like about him? He looks great in his uniform (with his signature high-top circa Kid n' Play perfectly coiffed), he's got a great attitude (Larry told me that he read an article where someone said that if Jeter was ever caught with performance enhancing drugs then he would quit baseball), and he's a great player. Which brings us to Jeter's 2,722 hits as a Yankee, sending him to the top of the all-time hits leaderboard for the greatest franchise ever. We sat with pins and needles Friday night to watch Jeter achieve this feat, and although I laughed yesterday when Larry's aunt Donna told me that she cried when it happened, it really was something special to watch. It was so sweet to watch the Yankee dugout clear and rush to first base to congratulate Jeter, who by the way looked so freaking embarrassed that he was holding up the game. Although I know Larry wished he could be there on that cold night (twice delayed by rain) - I'm glad that we can someday tell our children (who will no doubt be raised as Yankee fans) that we watched that piece of history together.

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