It’s not easy, living in the heart of New England being a diehard New York sports fan. In baseball season, my Yankees’ spirit gets bashed left and right by the Red Sox fans who take delight in punching my buttons — in school and at home (and yes, all in good fun). Last night, I was one of only a few Giants fans in a party full of Patriots fans, and I was the lone New York cheerleader in my house when we came home to watch the second half. My sons went to bed depressed.
I was fine.
🙂
I expect some tired faces today in class with my students, most of whom are rabid Patriots’ fans, and I will be sure to just tweak the young fans just enough … but I won’t wear my Giants’ shirt today to school. Sometimes, you have to pull back. But I just might wear my tie …
Peace (in the victory),
Kevin