Another sports faux pas, actually.
Recently, I had lunch with an old co-worker. I had penne with basil,
mozzarella and tomato because I thought some of the other, cream-based
sauces were a bit too heavy for lunch. This was a motivation which,
of course, remained unexpressed. I think that's for the best.
Anyway, at the beginning of lunch, N said, "Wow, how about them
Yankees?" (yes, he did say "them" but it wasn't because he's one of
those mythical Bronx cabbies that Hollywood leads you to believe Manhattan
is simply brimming with. he said it because he has this sort of character
he lapses into every now and again whenever he says something extra
"male" e.g. a comment about a professional sports franchise or investment
opportunity. the character is sort of, well, I guess it's sort of that
very same street-smarts Bronx cabbie. may the circle remain unbroken)
I, like a fool, concurred enthusiastically, even though I knew nothing
about the Yankees except they were engaged in some sort of important
championship hoopla about which everyone in New York except perhaps
the executive editorial staff of Condé Nast and me was considerably
excited. I actually said the following: "Yeah, wow. People are going
nuts. What game is it now, anyway?"
The Yankees had, of course, won the World Series the previous night
- a fact which N pointed out (thankfully) politely. Apparently
they are a very good group of athletes. Go Yanks.
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