Part of my daily routine is to check all the latest scores and standings. This year, it seems that has become a very depressing thing. I'm one of the biggest Yankees fans on the planet and we're not doing that great this year. We're third in our division and nowhere close to the caliber of what we expect out of the New York Yankees.
So, as I listen to all of the chuckles of the Yankees haters out there, I think back to the last time they won it all. I was at a local bar and the final out was made and we just won our 27th title (the most in all pro sports). I remember my buddy Lee and I in tears as we planned to buy our next round of championship t-shirts.
Then it dawned on me, yeah, we really were crying tears of joy for our favorite team and no one batted an eye at us. It was expected. It was accepted.
But, there are certain times a man can cry without ridicule and times he can't.