So let’s start this blog off by stating who we are, and why the hell we are blogging. I’m Brian, a 24 year old guy living a sports nightmare. While I’ve had my ups and downs with teams when I was younger, lately, it’s been all down. After so many of the games I’ve watched, I really question how I can still do this to myself.
Here it goes. I’m a Yankees fan, the best paper baseball team in the entire universe. Yes, they won in 96, 98, 99, and 2000… whoooooooopdy doo. When I was younger it was awesome to win, but I understood the industry much less. Back then we didn’t pay for our wins, it was more built on team chemistry what I like to call “the Yankee way”. As I’ve gotten older, I hear people argue and talk about how the Yankees just buy championships year after year, it gets old, so I’d like to finally win one again. Heck, last year we didn’t even make the playoffs. I watched almost every game, even when we were almost mathematically eliminated I still thought maybe just maybe we can win 12 in a row, and Boston would lose 8 out of 12.. YEA RIGHHHHHHHHT.
My next team is the New Jersey Devils. I know what most of you are thinking, “Hockey?” Yes. Hockey. I was a huge devils fan growing up, not because I liked the team all that much, but basically because most of my friends were Rangers fans. I should’ve seen it coming. I like a team because my friends don’t? Great idea Brian. So when all your friends are celebrating, your lonely and moping in your room saying, “Marty stop a fuckin wrap around”.Yea yea yea, eat shit Rangers fans, look at the Devils now. Although we haven’t raised the Cup since 03. Most of you are saying, can you really complain you have 3 cups. Thing is, now I don’t even really like hockey, its kind of boring actually. I’m still a Devils fan, and watch the games, but win or lose, I’m not as affected as I used to be. You know why I’m not affected? I’ll get to that…
Now lets talk about my boys…the Pride of Hofstra University. H-O-F-S-T-R-A Hofstraaaaaaaaaaaaa. Boy those were the days. Sitting in the student section with all my friends and rooting our faces off. Heck, lets take a 16 hour road trip to Notre Dame for a game. While were at it, lets go to Charlotte, NC too. Yea, my friends and I conquered the roads, you know why? (if so please email us at efyousports@gmail.com). While my career at Hofstra has come to an end, the dream hasn’t died. I Still think maybe just maybe we will make an NCAA tournament before I’m dead. Of course in 2006 we beat George Mason, twice, in 11 days, but did we make the tourney? NO. FUCKING AIR FORCE DID. (Props to Mason.. C-A-A C-A-A). Sometimes I live and die by the erratic 3, but hey that’s what being a Hofstra fan is all about.
Well…I’ve saved the best team for last, and this is why we created this blog. I am a New York Jets fan. Do I even have to write a blurb about this? Serisously? I even pay for season tickets for this “team”. I would love to divulge all the information I have as to why I have this empty feeling come January/February every season, but there are mannnnnnny more blogs for that. I will leave it at this, I’ve cried over the jets in the past two months. I AM 24 years old. What’s wrong with me.
So just when you think it can’t get much worse BOOM! Here I am. I’m Eric, and I’m just about 25 and I swear I can’t wait for my birthday because it means I’m a little closer to dying and putting myself out of this misery. Yes, I’m a Jets fan like Brian is, and yes I’m a Devils fan as well. That’s about where the similarities end (he’s the funny one…I’m better looking) and the real debacle starts. I’m a Mets fan. Do you understand what it means to be a Mets fan after the past two end of season collapses? And to see the Phillies of all teams win the world series? I do…it means I need a new fan in my bedroom because the last one apparently wasn’t strong enough to hold my body weight by my neck. Now as far as the NBA goes I’m a HUGE…just kidding…this is a sports blog, besides I just switched cable providers and I’m not sure if I get Court TV, the home of the NBA. Considering I actually went to college (University of Delaware Fightin Blue Hens baby!) you’d think I would know how to spell COAL-E-GENT….as far as collegiate sports go I’m obviously a fan of my alma mater…Joe Flacco what what…but I also root for THE Ohio State University (note how I put the word THE in all uppercase just like I’m one of the players during introductions on Monday Night Football). Sure sure I know what you’re thinking…Musburger’s HOLY BUCKEYE! Call on the 4th and 1 when Krenzel hit Michael Jenkins and the Bucks went on to win the National championship. That was GREAT but…….lets really look at what’s going on here….Delaware loses in the I-AA (I don’t care if they changed the name to FCS or BCS bowl or FCSBCS subdivision…its god damn I-AA) championship to Appalachian State…my Buckeyes manage to embarrass themselves two years in a row to an SEC team. First, Florida, then LSU, and in the process the ugliest man in sports Joakim Noah decides to beat Greg Oden and company in the NCAA finals. By my count that’s 0 for my last 4 championships. Come to think of it, that does give me something to wish for…my 26th birthday…one year closer.
Basically we’ve just introduced you to the stories (errrrrrr...nightmares) of our sporting lives. For your sake, we hope none of you have these horrific tales yourselves. If you want a great laugh keep reading. We get funnier. We’re kinda nervous, I mean this is our first blog. C’mon now.
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