Preach Cartman! Preach! Exactly how I feel anytime the Yankees lose. Just flat out love Yankees fans crying. It powers me the way plutonium powers the DeLorean. The way Beefarino fuels Kramer's horse Rusty. The way cheap foreign labor fuels destroys America. And it makes me happy especially this year with the way Yankees fans have been treating ALDS and ALCS games like it was spring training. I mean did you see the attendance at those games? Pathetic. I know tickets in the nosebleeds at the stadium probably go for three figures and the Yankees are there every year so it doesn't impress them as much but come on, it's frieking October baseball! If the Brewers were in a do or die game in the playoffs I would pay whatever it took to be there and I'd quit my job to be there.*
Now with that being said it's pretty obvious I don't care 'who' beats the Yankees, just that they are beaten. It could be the Hackensack Bulls for all I care (if you're under 22 google 'Brewster's Millions)(then rent Brewster's Millions). But in this case it was the Tigers and Prince Fielder. So my question is do we feel good for Prince? Do we root for him to win a ring? I dunno. I think it's one of those 'if he wins, great, but I'm not going to waste my time getting emotionally invested unless I'm gambling on it oh who am I kidding I'm gambling on it' type of deals. I'll admit when he first left it felt like breaking off a relationship. At first I felt betrayed and angry. Spent my days stalking his Facebook page and looking at him in his new jersey with his new life. But as time passed I accepted the fact that we were never meant to be together long term and started to appreciate my new life with Aramis Ramirez. A more stable relationship, maybe not as exciting at times but at the same time better in it's own way. So yeah, I think I'll get on the Prince bandwagon for the rest of his run. Especially if it's the Cardinals on the other side. That makes the choice 2,000% easier. Conservatively.
*Editor's Note: If my boss is reading this I'm just kidding about that part. I would never quit this job just to be at a baseball game. I'd start vocally complaining about a sore throat the day before and take a fake sick day like a normal human being.