Dear Yankee Fans
This is not a letter of condolence although judging by your long faces, one would think Oh Captain, Your Captain had passed away. The media coverage didn’t help, did it. I lost count of how many times the morning news flashed this live shot last Thursday –
- during weather reports, when the forecaster fretted over the possibility of rain,
- during the sports segment when the commentator reminded us this would be the last time Oh Captain, Your Captain would be playing in pinstripes;
- when they went to the live reporter in front of the stadium a good twelve hours before that dreaded last home game would begin.
Please notice, the flags are not at half-staff.
But if I was drowning in Derek Jeter stories the morning of the last pinstripe home woe ’tis me, the morning after found me washed up on shore. But at least you were all happy. One of my most rabid Yankee fan co-workers greeted me with a beaming smile as he rhapsodized “Can you think of a better way to end a career?’
You probably are saying, aw, she’s just another Yankee hater, and that’s not true – it’s the fans….oops, let’s not go there.
What I’m saying is Choose to be happy.
Derek had a long career. He’d dreamed of being a Yankee since his first little league game. He’s said many times it was a dream come true. And if that’s not enough to put a song in your heart – He’s a multi-millionaire. He has a castle in Florida. He has a long life ahead of him with women lining up to share it with him. So come on, smile – you can do it.
Besides, I have a funny feeling we’ll be seeing a lot more of him.
Now if you excuse me, I have to psych myself for my team’s playoff game Thursday all on my lonesome……
The Only Living Detroit Tigers Fan in New York City