A New Yorker (Editor) In Red Sox Nation

This email poured into the Global Worldwide Headquarters of Campaign Outsider today:

Dear Laughter Lovers,

Well, as promised, I’m up in Boston at the International Society for Humor Studies Conference. The conference proper hasn’t started yet, so I don’t have anything specific to report. But there was a party last night for humorologists, from here and abroad. Attending representatives of the international contingent included Matteo Andreone, of the Accademia Nazionale del Comico (“Compulsive Humorous Ploys”); Willibald Ruch, of the University of Zurich (“Dispositions Toward Ridicule and Being Laughed At”); and Dorota Brzozowska, of Uniwersytet Opolski (“Gender Stereotypes in Polish Family Jokes”), who I definitely will not be sharing my favorite Polish jokes with.

But maybe I will. Their wonky titles notwithstanding, I have always found the researchers—international and homegrown, men and women—to have very good senses of humor, taking their work, but not themselves, seriously. I feel right at home among them.

However, I don’t feel right at home where I’m staying in Boston. I’m a Yankees fan, and my hotel is at the epicenter of rabid Red Sox Nation. Here’s the view from my room:

And here are some of the infected streaming into yesterday’s game:

How can I cope with all this? Fortunately, there is a session this afternoon called “Coping and Humor,” chaired by Jon-Fan Hu, of National Cheng Kung University.

Cheers,

What say you, Red Sox Nation?

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7 Responses to A New Yorker (Editor) In Red Sox Nation

  1. Steve Stein says:

    40 years ago I was a Jersey boy and Yankee fan who came to live in Kenmore Square. It was easier then – both the Red Sox and Yankees were awful, and any talk of rivalry between the teams was muted at best. I still rooted for the Yankees during my college years, even when the Red Sox got good in ’75.

    It was trivial to just walk up to the ticket window and get a good seat ($5 for the grandstand, iirc) to see Red Sox – Yankees games. It was then I absolutely fell in love with Fenway Park – what a joy to see a game there in intimate surroundings – so different than the cavernous Yankee Stadium. It wasn’t much later when the antics of Steinbrenner and Martin finally pushed me away from Yankee fandom. And when I returned to the area in the mid-80s, it was easy to fall in love with the Red Sox.

    So Bob, start weaning your loyalty slowly. You don’t have to love the Red Sox – just see a game at Fenway. I guarantee you’ll love it.

    • Campaign Outsider says:

      Absolutely with you about Fenway, Steve. Always loved it.

      I took a little different path: after 18 years in the city (17 Manhattan, 1 Bronx) I did seven years in Ohio (Cincinnati) at the height of the Big Red Machine, quite possibly the smuggest, most hateful team ever assembled. So that only solidified my pinstripe connection.

      I got here in ’74 and – despite the Boss ‘n’ Billy Show – dug in – happy to be a Made Yankee Fan in Boston.

      (Facebook group holding steady at six members: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=144285548930335)

      Cheers.

      • Steve Stein says:

        Hey! I did 7 years in Cincinnati (well, Dayton, ’76-’82) and followed the Reds (never a fan, thanks, Marge) during my deepening disaffection with the Yankees. Absolutely HATED Riverfront. And that hate was just intensified with my experience at The Who concert in Dec ’79. That tragedy was caused by the crowd, but exacerbated by the geometry of the area between the Riverfront Coliseum and the stadium.

        Cincy is a great baseball town, though, with wonderful baseball press and knowledgeable fans. MUCH better now with the new stadium, and I get to spend time there because my daughter is there. But the Reds are not really a team to follow. :-)

      • Campaign Outsider says:

        Absolutely also HATED Riverfront. But I did get to Crosley Field for an all-day concert that featured Bob Seger, Leslie West & Mountain, Grand Funk Railroad, and more – which I’ll talk about in my next post. Thanks for reminding me, Steve.

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  3. Bob Gardner says:

    He should put on his Yankee cap and go into a local bar.
    “You know, ” the bartender will say, “we don’t get many Yankee fans in here.”
    “Keep charging $7.50 for a beer,” he will be able to reply, “and see how many more you get.”

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