Monday, September 12, 2016
They once were Giants.
At one time I was just about the biggest sports fan you could find. I had season tickets to the Knicks for around twenty years. I had season tickets to the Giants for ten years. I had season ticket plans for the Yankees for about thirty years. I mean not full plans. But a Saturday or a Sunday plan. I have been to innumerable playoff games. World Series Games. NBA championship games when the Knicks were in it.
But little by little my fandom has been stripped away. The greed of the owners and players has a lot to do with it. Giant fans used to be a family. The tickets were passed down from father to son. The waiting list had 20,000 people on it. You couldn't get a seat inYankee Stadium or the first Meadowlands unless you knew somebody. But then they started with the seat licenses. And most of the old timers gave up their seats. I mean they could pay even $100 a game but not twenty thousand in seat licenses. So new people came in. Tickets are easy to get on Stubhub or on the internet. You don't have to go to a broker. Or have to sell to a broker if you have extra seats.
The Yankees were a different case. When they decided to trash tradition and get a new Stadium I was heart broken. I had been to the old Stadium so many times it is impossible to count. I went to the original stadium with my dad in the sixties. I practically lived there in the 1970's and 1980's. I saw all the great Jeter teams with my season ticket package. But the new stadium leaves me cold. It is all cordoned off and they move you like cattle. No more sneaking down for a better seat. It just sucks.
I have dropped the NBA and the Knicks because of the Black Lives Matters activism. The players feel that their imagined grievances are something they have to wave in my face. It never stops. The game is not what it once was as far as I am concerned. The players come and go at a dizzying rate. I can't keep up with the roster changes. I don't want to anymore. When I saw Carmelo Anthony in that propaganda commercial with those other mooks I swore off b-ball.
Now football is getting into the act. As you know it is all the rage to protest the National Anthem. The league facilitates this. Instead of cutting or disciplining the players. Look you can do what you want to protest. Just not when you are in uniform on the field.But the league is all about protecting their rights. But when a player wanted to wear cleats honoring 911 first responders they threatened him with huge fines. When the Dallas players wanted to wear a patch honoring the cops murdered in Dallas by Black Lives Matters they refused and threatened them with fines and suspensions. The NFL has taken up the cause of cop killers. Not cops and fireman and soldiers and the flag. So I wash my hands of them. The NFL has made it's choice.
Baseball is the last bastion of Americanism in sports. Just as Lem stated in the prior post there is a reason. It is part of the coming realignment on identity grounds. If they succumb to political correctness they will lose me. Of course who am I? Just one idiot. Just one fan. Just one viewer. They don't care. They never did. But at one time I could fool myself that we valued the same things. Our country. Our flag. Our values. But that is obviously not the case. Football's entertainer of choice is Beyonce and the Black Panthers. Not Louie Prima or Frank Sinatra. Baseball should not follow suit. At least I hope not.
So the ship has sailed for me. I think if baseball follows suit they will find that it will have sailed for a lot of people. Sports and sports fandom is a luxury. It is easy to do without.
I can just as easy watch reruns on Youtube.
Labels: Black lives matter? I know bullshit when I smell it, Football, Sports as a meataphor for life