So son-in-law Bobby has been trying to get us to a Yankees game for years and finally we hit a visit where the team is in town when we are. Okay, so they’re playing Tampa Bay, but it’s the Yankees and it’s their brand new stadium and our tickets are only ten rows behind the dugout.
We’re riding up to the Bronx in a car and talking about the team when someone mentions the Mets. Four-year-old Thomas pipes up and states unequivocally “The Mets stink!”. Even the driver took notice. A four-year-old heels-dug-in die-hard Yankee fan? On a day when indoctrination is being heatedly discussed (http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2009/09/07/amid-furor-white-house-releases-obamas-upcoming-speech-students/) it seems appropriate to delve deeper.
Not saying there’s any connection here, but Bobby did share that as a child growing up on Long Island, any time the family drove past Shea Stadium, his father ordered the kids to “turn your heads to the right and boo!” Tina, if you’re reading, please shield John from this post.
The new stadium is lovely. It doesn’t have the ivy of Wrigley, nor the great dogs of Dodger-dom, but it’s YANKEE STADIUM and the atmosphere is electrifying the moment you step inside. Have I mentioned that we heart New York?
Around the sixth inning, text messages started pouring in that the television cameras had zeroed in on Thomas eating a lollipop for a full minute. The announcer pointed out that the little boy was at the ball game with his dad and that he seemed like “the happiest kid in the world”. Not to mention a loyal Yankees fan.
The Yankees won, 4-1.