Wednesday, July 16, 2014

He's not MY captain

If you read this blog even casually, you know I'm a Cub fan. Or, as we Northside Faithful like to say, I bleed Cubbie Blue.

Therefore, I don't give a flying fuck about Derek Jeter.

The Cubs seldom play the Yankees. I cannot remember anything Jeter has ever done, either with his bat or glove, while facing The Cubs. I don't dislike the man. He has impressive numbers and I'm sure he's always been very good to his mother. But he quite literally means nothing to me.

Yet this morning I am positively assaulted with information about Jeter's performance in last night's All-Star game. I know he spoke to his teammates before the game and shook their hands when he left the field. I know he got an extra base hit. I know quite a splash was made by his girlfriend, who looks young enough to be his daughter.


New Yorkers, we're not all New Yorkers. Enjoy your iconic team. Honor your franchise player. But please, try to remember that there's a whole country west of the Hudson and we really don't care.

Thank you.


  1. I have been saying this about EVERYTHING for years (except, perhaps, The publishing industry, the news industry, the show-business industry...everyone who has never (recently) stepped foot outside an airport in Flyover Country.

    It's so freakin' annoying; I feel your pain.

  2. Anonymous3:24 PM

    I don't follow baseball at all, and the only player I really don't mind hearing about is Mike Trout because he grew up in the town next to my hometown so there's a lot of pride there. I'm proud that someone from my home county made a success out of himself.