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Hell Froze Over, Pigs are Flying and a Monkey Just Flew Out Of My Ass, by Michael Davis – Straight No Chaser #309 | @MDWorld

April 18, 2013 Michael Davis 5 Comments

0417-YANKEE-SIGN-sized_jpg_full_238 I’ve always hated Boston.

As a Yankee and Knicks fan, it is my god-given right and the law in New York State to hate all things Boston. It starts with the Red Sox and the Celtics, and it goes from there.

A few years ago – the pain is still so great I blocked out the year – the Red Sox were behind 3 games to nothing to the Yankees in the American League Championship series. The series is best of seven, and all the Yankees had to do was win one more game to enter the World Series.

Child’s play.

 

 

 

The Red Sox had to win 4 straight games from the team that’s been to the World Series more than any team EVER.

Impossible.

The Red Sox did the impossible.

They beat the shit out of my beloved Yankees for four straight games in one of the greatest comebacks in sports history.

Something funny happened to me that night. You would think my hatred for the Red Sox and Boston would have boiled over to such a fever pitch that my head would explode. That, strangely, did not happen. What did happen, or as we say in the hood, what had happened was…

I gained a new respect and admiration for both the city and the Red Sox. That lasted until the start of the new baseball season. Then it was back to wishing all sorts of curses on the city and the Sox, and never did I ever think I would wish them anything but ill.

Then the other day happened.

Some sick fucks messed with Boston, and when I heard, it took me about a second to realize I love the city of Boston. It’s the city of Boston and the Red Sox that make a great deal of my life fun. When the Yankees pimp slap them I enjoy it, and when the Red Sox win it makes me crazy, but it’s the kind of crazy that underscores what a good time I’m having in the moment.

The Yankees would not be the Yankees if not for the Boston Red Sox and the city of Boston.

Boston is too badass to let some cowards get them down, and as a New Yorker with the image of the Twin Towers (which was the view from my Manhattan apartment) falling burned in my head, I now consider Boston my city as well.

That said, the Knicks are playing the Celtics in the NBA playoffs.

I’m about to say one of the three things I thought I’d never say, the first being, “Sure, we can invite a man for our next threesome.” The second being, “The GOP is my party.”

Thank GOD those are still on my list of things I will never say. However, I do have to cross the following off that list…

Go Celtics.

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  1. Pennie
    April 19, 2013 - 8:07 am

    Thank you Michael. A die-hard Red Sox fan, who lived near Boston for a time, whiling away many hours at the old Garden and Fenway, I read your posts with nothing but the deepest respect.
    To hear and watch as fans in Yankee Stadium sang along with Fenway theme song, “Sweet Caroline” was both surreal and stunningly beautiful. Compelling.
    You are so on the money. The Yankees and Sox are intertwined by much more than the Babe sale forward.
    Precious life trumps sports and geography.
    We are one. We are human beings and Americans.

  2. Whitney
    April 19, 2013 - 10:50 am

    MOTU –

    In that seven game battle, blood dripped from Boston’s pitcher, a red moon rose over Yankee stadium, people held up signs that said “BELIEVE”, and the pennant-winning run for Boston landed in the same spot where the Babe had pointed towards generations before and landed a home run that began The Curse.

    You mean that pennant, right?

    This is the city where marathon runners – after crossing the finish line – run another two miles or so to the hospital to donate blood.

    With you and others, I send all my love to Boston…

  3. MOTU
    April 20, 2013 - 7:07 pm

    Pennie,

    Since one suspect is dead and the other shot the hell up and in custody, thus giving the city a bit of closure, I reserve the right to go back to my original hatred of all things Boston.

    But NOT quite yet.

  4. MOTU
    April 20, 2013 - 7:13 pm

    Whitney,

    That pitcher dripped blood because I was stabbing a voodoo doll of him something fierce.

    It didn’t stop them from winning the game. Serves me right, buying my voodoo doll from the hood.

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