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Why Can't We All Just Get Alongby Jake on May 24 at 6:25PM | comments (0)
[ comments (0) ] [ BallHype ]  While our Boston roots have taught us to fear, and thus, loath anything that hails from the hellish city five hours south-west, Mets fans deserve some sort of an appreciation from Bay-Staters. We should take time to recognize our brothers in Queens - because unless they grew up in the shadows of Shea Stadium itself - they could just as easily be members of the "evil empire." Red Sox and Mets fans should really have more of a silent understanding. Surprisingly, however, the tension between those in red and those in orange thicker than a Cape Cod fog - as fans from both sides berated each other throughout the series. Clearly, there weren't as many altercations as there would have been if the Mets' New York City neighbors were playing at Fenway, but the sheer animosity was startling. Granted, certain players (i.e. one Mr. Gary Sheffield) are less than heroes in Bean-Town, but a little fan-punching never really hurt anyone. It could be lingering memories from 1986. But in a city with the attention span of a goldfish (no offense - but let's face it - if Manny came back right now and started hitting .400 for the Sox, all would most certainly be forgiven), lingering resentment is a dubious cause at best. Besides, a good portion of the fan base at the games were: (1) not alive when the ball rolled through Billy's legs or, (2) not Red Sox fans when it happened. The most likely scenario is that Bostonians just hate everything from New York... period. That's their prerogative, although responsible (and more importantly, less-moronic) fandom is always encouraged (just ask people from anywhere else in the world). This should not be taken as a slight to Red Sox fans - hands down the greatest fans on Earth. Rather, it is a simple plea: don't piss off Mets fans - they could easily switch sides and put on pinstripes. It was surprising to see the amount of Mets fans at the park, and the fervor for which they cheered in enemy territory. While the opposition they met from the hometown team was overwhelming (and rightfully so), everyone could at least rejoice in the time-honored chorus of "YANKEES SUCK!" - a hymn as widely accepted amongst baseball junkies as the American Express card.
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