My husband's family is from Boston. He grew up in New England loving the Red Sox baseball team. I've always been a baseball fan, so it's been easy to catch on to the Red Sox craze. One of the first things you learn when you become a fan is that you have to NOT like the New York Yankees. It just goes without saying. To love the Red Sox = to hate the Yankees. Naturally when both parents are fans of something it's only normal for the children to become fans as well. Our boys call the Yankees the New York "Yuckies", though I don't let them use the word "hate". :-) Now we live in a country where people wear things with English writing on them that have absolutely no meaning to the person. There has been more than one occasion when we passed someone on the street wearing a Yankees jersey or ball cap. The boys always seem to notice and exclaim how terrible it is. Thankfully most people can't understand what they're saying. But the other day one of the boys was in the elevator with Daddy and a man wearing a Yankees cap. Our son (who shall remain nameless) started pointing and making gagging noises in reference to the hat. Daddy was doing his best to calm our child down and make him stop pointing, but to no avail. And how do you explain that in another language to a stranger who you're in the elevator with for 1 minute? Maybe we need to keep working on how to "not like" the Yankees tastefully. Or at least not point at people in elevators whilst making gagging noises. No matter what hat they're wearing.
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