I hate the New York Yankees.

OK. Maybe not so much the Yankees, but some Yankee fans. Here's why.

In 2004, I had the chance to go to a game at old Yankee Stadium. Not being a New Yorker, I was late...way late. After a $75 cab ride across Manhattan, I probably got there in the third inning. My seats were acquired by a friend with the team, so they were great seats. About 9 rows back of home plate...and exclusive "club" access. I was hungry, so I went to the club first. It was not a "come in get what you want on us" kind of club. You paid for it all. Being late, burger and fries were all they had left. The food had been under a heat lamp for a bit, so it was old and greasy. They were surly about getting the food. A sandwich and fries, only $22. Walls were that cheap, trailer park wood paneling. Floor was a mess. Clearly no one had swept since the game started. Tables were not wiped down...you get the picture.

After eating, went to go to my seat, only to discover a couple of Yankee fans had decided these seats are open. They had moved in. Took a few minutes to find the usher, who summarily threw them out. Finally got seated, and endured the curses, smart alec remarks and such from Yankee fans about "get to the f'n game on time".

Oh and since this was post September 11, you could bring nothing into the stadium with you. Instead, you had to leave it at a bowling alley next to the stadium for a fee. Backpack storage, $15. This was a true bowling alley, not a nicer bowling center, like we have in Billings. Probably built about the time Old Yankee Stadium was built. 1927 or so. Smelled like it too.

Ah, the memories of Yankee Stadium and Yankee fans.

Go Rangers.