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Friday, November 06, 2021


This morning I came across a clutch of Yankees revelers, clogging up the sidewalk. Obviously from out of town (upstate or Connecticut, not so much New Jersey), obviously here for the big pin-striped ticker-tape parade, obviously lost and clueless (since they were several block uptown from City Hall).

Just as I was navigating through them, my iTouch’s shuffle-play ticked up Laibach’s cover of “Sympathy For The Devil (Who Killed The Kennedys Mix)”. A perennial favorite to my ears.

I’ll let you discern any connections between the song and the occasion. Personally, I think it turns out to be apt, if tangential, commentary on how essentially joyless and brute-forced this 27th championship seemed to be. At least it felt that way, to this baseball-apathetic observer.

by Costa Tsiokos, Fri 11/06/2021 09:11 AM
Category: Baseball, New Yorkin', Pop Culture
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