Last night I had dinner with a few Red Sox fans. Yes, that's right.
Naturally, the subject of the impending baseball season came up, and that's where things got interesting.
It started off with who was going to finish first in the east. Two of the Red Sox fans were adamant that the Sox would most definitely finish ahead of the Yankees. Me and my friend Mat, who is a Yankee fan, completely disagreed.
Mat and I argued that we have a better pitching staff, and that we have a good lineup with the addition of Teixeira, and a healthy Posada and Matsui—even without A-Rod until May.
The Red Sox fans (who shall remain nameless for the time being) insisted that Dustin Pedroia and Kevin Youkilis were going to lead the team this year and that their pitching is just as good as ours, etc.
Then the conversation turned into, "How much do you wanna bet that the Red Sox finish ahead of the Yankees this year?"
Now, I am not a big gambler. I don't bet often, but when I do, I like to make it worth while.
The terms of the bet are as follows: If the Red Sox finish ahead of the Yankees in the east, then I have to cook dinner for the Red Sox fans while wearing a Red Sox jersey with 'I Love Youk' painted on my face. However, if the Red Sox finish behind the Yankees, one of the Red Sox fans will be cooking me dinner while wearing my Yankees apron.
I'd say that's a pretty fair bet. I'm confident in my team, so I have no problem taking that bet, and if I lose, which I don't foresee happening, then they get a really good meal out of it.
However, it didn't end there.
The other Red Sox fan said that if I lose, I get to interview both Sox fans for my blog on this site, and admit defeat. If I win, I get to use both of them in my article and cite that they know nothing about baseball for picking the Red Sox as the favorites.
It seems that no matter where you go, Yankee and Red Sox fans always find a way to keep the rivalry going.
Baseball season is always exciting; full of ups and downs, but this season just got a lot more exciting for me. Hopefully my boys can help me cash in on my bet.
Here's to a good season...