I understand people get passionate about
sports, but some folks need a punch in the nose. I refer to the guy here in
Dallas who drove past me last weekend as I was taking my kid to soccer
practice, and leaned out of the passenger side of his pal’s truck to scream,
“YANKEES SU-U-U-CK!” He was wearing a shirt that said the same thing.
Apparently the Yanks sticker on my car bothered him. “Daddy, what did he
say?” said my four-year-old son. I didn’t explain. Well, today, my wife and
kid stopped in a local Starbucks, and there sat a guy in a Red Sox cap
working on his laptop. Guy looks up as
they go in, and sees my kid wearing his Yanks cap. My kid smiles at the Sox
guy — and the guy gives a four-year-old kid a dirty look. On the way out,
my kid smiles at him again. Guy just glares.
I mean, really, I know you hate that your team lost, but why be nasty to a
four-year-old boy?