Bagels & Baseball

So I walked into Rio Rauncho's Bagel shop last week, and here’s this burly twenty-something right ahead of me on line wearing both a Red Sucks jersey and cap. So I immediately went back out to my truck to grab my Yankee-Mets World Series cap. I got back into line right behind him. I gave him that patented sarcastic Nadler smile. Of course the night before, they won and we lost. So he was smiling. I told him it isn't even August yet. He visibly shuddered. So the Sux fan is handed his order and offers a credit card. The young lady smiles and says "we don't take credit cards here." The Sux fan grimaces exclaiming, "I don't have any cash, I just ran over here to grab a quick bite." Well, this Yankee fan interjects with, "I'll take care of the tab for this gentleman." It was just a couple of bucks, but much better was the eternal knowledge that I enabled a Red Sox fan to attain bagel. He turned to me and said, thanks so much." I trust it was just a normal bagel with cream cheese. I didn't ask. But as the girl handed burly Sux fan his bagel I reaffirmed the eternal truth that we hold deep to our souls. I declared, "You are welcome, but you still suck."