"wow, sorry man, i kinda don't know that feeling cause i only root for the yankees"
Last nite, heard the news from my fellow Mets fans on facebook, arrived to AA for confirmation. Shell shocked it occurred for a moment. A range of motions: anger, unfairness, how the marlins are unworthy, etc. Had aol im going and sent an instant message to him so he won't gloat first. His reaction and subsequent message was very fascinating:
Conceited and hollow the words sprung from the screen.
Not surprising. How easy to be a yankees fan when there is no competing market pressures from other ball clubs or an anxiety of losing a free agent. Unlike our beloved Mets, yankees fan have no genuine vested interest in the outcome of their team. For the most part, everything is handed to them on a silver platter.
What do yankees fans sacrifice? They are pampered, told they are special because of their legacy, and sit on their hands casually rooting for their team. That can't be a fan life worth living. No drama, little to no emotional effort. Sure some can be assholes and smack talk with a smug sense of pride, but it is hollow.
Yet I then found a strange solace. I immediately laughed to myself and thought about Mets nation.
Most mets fan I know have a deep connection. They have a heart, passion, and have genuine interest during the good times and bad. It is always a struggle yet we remain. At this site and reading the comments, I truly was glad to share the remorse of the loss of Reyes and know that as a community we will get through this and move on.
We should all be eternally grateful that we somehow became Mets fans.