Via the witty and erudite west coast blog "Diary of a Dilettante"’, we read in a missive from their fashion correspondent (someone named "Ivy Pinkerton") that many male Yankees fans are rejecting their own kind and expressing their animal attraction to the female rooters of their arch-rivals. Could this be the manifestation of deep-seated self-loathing? Something Oedipal? A cry for help? Or nothing but simple good taste? All we know is our own experience. Sox fans make better lovers.
Sleeping with the Enemy?
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