Yeah, yeah, so what’s the big deal? What’s so different or interesting about you?  Who the heck do you think you are?

Good question.

I was born in Queens. Lived in New England most of my life. I was brought up a Yankee fan in a household of Mets fans. I went to school in Red Sox nation long enough to know how to properly use the term “wicked” and have never once stepped foot in Fenway Park. After celebrating the Yankee win in the Subway Series of 2000, I accepted a transfer with my job and moved to Atlanta Braves country.  It’s here that i live and love, and it’s here where i’m replanting my roots.

I think that I have an unusual perspective on baseball, especially when it comes to American League vs. National League.  Sure, there are lots of transplants from the North who have relocated to the Deep South.  We’re not that rare.  But I am one of the few who have earned the title of Damn Yankee by marrying one of their native Southern Belles.  

I wear my Yankee pinstripes with pride when I visit Turner Field, but I admit I had to break down and buy a Larry “Chipper” Jones t-shirt after my daughter puked on me during a game.  I have owned more Yankee caps than I can count, and they are almost all exactly alike: fitted XL, and broken in.  I used to own a Dimaggio replica jersey before I *ahem* grew out of it. Now I sport a Matsui, and I cringe every time he limps to first base.

I believe in second chances, but don’t expect it to be easy.  I believe that tuna should be cooked as rare as possible, and if you don’t like it that way, go home and just open up a can yourself.  I believe that socks should not be worn with sandals.  I believe that the existence of all-you-can-eat buffets are not permission to actually eat all that you can.  I believe that Giambi’s mustache is what gave him his power.

I believe in the DH, because most pitchers can’t hit.  I also believe that a pitcher should be used as a pinch runner if he’s skinnier than Sidney Ponson.  I believe in stealing bases late in a game no matter how far ahead or behind you are.  I believe that you don’t understand the game if you aren’t paying attention to the weird stats.  I believe that steroids sully the game, but I’d rather that we never heard about it.

So here I am, with a keyboard and a bad attitude.  I have opinions and I’m not afraid to use them. Got some feedback for me? I’d love to hear it.

First post: in the books!