The regional loyalty is nice, but don’t be too happy, you’re not allowed to be this happy.
In a way, it’s wonderful that the city has rallied around the typically hapless New York Mets—it is. Even a growing cadre of Yankees fans seem to have put the local rivalry aside and jumped on the bandwagon with both feet, an audible thud reverberating throughout the suddenly overcrowded wagon. But for years this wagon was nearly empty, barren, the floor boards were rotten and it smelled like hot death. People were dying of typhoid fever. But those on the wagon stayed on the wagon—some out of loyalty and some because they simply had nowhere else to go. And now, we made it through a nine year winter and emerged on the other side with new wheels, a powerful stallion and a refreshing summers breeze circling the stagecoach as it splits the prairie with a subtle but steady elegance.
So you see, if you were not on said wagon for the days when Mary lost a foot, or the axle broke, or the cabin flooded, you are simply not allowed to feel the same unbridled joy of those who weathered the tumultuous terrain. So Yankees fans rooting for the Mets, root in the comfort of your own home and be happy for the Mets, that’s fine, it’s nice—they deserve it. But please do not outwardly display happiness like it is your own, like it extends from your beaten and bruised heart. Your team lost. You’re not permitted to be very happy right now. Being a sports fan is about being sad, angry and depressed and letting those emotions build up inside of you until they are -hopefully- cathartically released when your team wins. The Yankees have won five World Series titles since the Mets last in ’86 and Yankee fans have undoubtedly enjoyed them—so please, let Mets fans enjoy this run and also, enjoy your sadness. We deserve it (and you don’t).
by Jesse Mechanic