Fuck you, Boston
No one owes you shit.
You don't have some karmic claim to sports championships because of Len Bias or whatever. Everyone hates your fucking guts. Deal with it.
Yankees fans don't give a shit about 1916. They don't remember it. No one who is alive gives two shits. The total of World Championships stands. I don't need to point out specifics. And contrary to popular belief, Yankee fans don't really care that much about what happened in the "flapper age". Two teams made the playoffs then. One won the WS. The end.
Boston eats. Yankees are awesome, at least historically.
I've said it a million times. I fucking hate the fucking Yankees. I fucking hate them because they have more money, a TV deal, a bigger media market, whatever. But if you hate them because you believe in "curses" or that A-Rod chokes in the playoffs, I hope you die, you cockhogs. You and every TV personality that glorify the Yanks, until they don't win the World Series. You're the problem with sports media today. You're a big part of why sports suck balls today. I hate your fucking guts, and if I ever meet you, I'll fucking put you out. I promise. Read: I WILL STAB YOU IN THE NECK AND BLEED YOU TO DEATH.
Ahem. Hope that wasn't too over the top.
You don't have some karmic claim to sports championships because of Len Bias or whatever. Everyone hates your fucking guts. Deal with it.
Yankees fans don't give a shit about 1916. They don't remember it. No one who is alive gives two shits. The total of World Championships stands. I don't need to point out specifics. And contrary to popular belief, Yankee fans don't really care that much about what happened in the "flapper age". Two teams made the playoffs then. One won the WS. The end.
Boston eats. Yankees are awesome, at least historically.
I've said it a million times. I fucking hate the fucking Yankees. I fucking hate them because they have more money, a TV deal, a bigger media market, whatever. But if you hate them because you believe in "curses" or that A-Rod chokes in the playoffs, I hope you die, you cockhogs. You and every TV personality that glorify the Yanks, until they don't win the World Series. You're the problem with sports media today. You're a big part of why sports suck balls today. I hate your fucking guts, and if I ever meet you, I'll fucking put you out. I promise. Read: I WILL STAB YOU IN THE NECK AND BLEED YOU TO DEATH.
Ahem. Hope that wasn't too over the top.
Labels: I hate Boston, jerks
