A
baseball team based in
Boston, Mass., the majority of whom's fanbase spend most of their adult lives creating petty media in the forms of websites, blogs, signs and chants to mock fans and players of the New York Yankees, the statisticly superior organization. The archtypical "annoying little brother" of major league
baseball, the team and it's fanbase carry a sense of extreme unsubstanciated egoism, similiar but converse to that of Yankee fans.
If the YANKEES, WHITE SOX, and PADRES were sitting in a bar, just chillin' having a drink.
WHITE SOX: Oh shit, is that
RED SOX coming through the door?
YANKEES:
Fuck! :: hides
face in hands:: Don't look at him and he'll probably leave us alone.
WHITE SOX: What? I think
RED SOX is cool, c'mon look at him with his long hair and shabby sense of charisma. I mean you'd never realize that they are just as rigid and bureaucratic a
person as you YANKEE.
PADRES: Dude, you clearly don't know him very well, that guy is such an
asshole. Oh shit! He spotted us, here he comes.
REDSOX: Hey Dingleberries...hahaha. What are you losers doing here, fag convention? HAHA Im so funny and smart.
YANKEES: Yes you certinly are,
RED, well, we were just sitting here trying to catch up over a few drinks and then I'm supposed meet up with the women's U.S. soccer team and go see some
jazz.
REDSOX: Yeaaaa sounds fun...NOT!! hahaha Well I'm heading over to that frat party at UCLA's, were gonna get a keg and get fuckedd upp!! WOOO!!!
PADRES: Hanging out with college teams tonite?
REDSOX: Yea man its gonna be a great
fucking time!!! Well I'm gonna run, all that Keystone Light aint gonna drink itself! Smell ya later LOSERSSS!! hahaha
WHITESOX: Oh man, I never realized what a stupid
asshole he is.
PADRES: Yea well now you know.
YANKEES: Yea man, It's times like this that I really regret staying out and doing coke all night with those teams from the Lingerie Bowl during the
2004 ALCS.
