Why I’m rooting for the Angels
I’ve always been a National League kind of girl, even before the Diamondbacks came to Phoenix. It started with my Grandpa Conover, who was a huge Cubbies fan. I have fond (though vague and fading) memories of going to a couple of Spring Training games with him.
I can’t recall a World Series where I’ve rooted for the American League team. This year, though, I may change that.
I don’t want the Yankees to win the ALCS — their sense of entitlement, their general “we rule the world” attitude, and and that Alex Rodriguez is on their roster means I just can’t be a fan. Yuck.
And, I can’t like the Phillies, either, even though they beat the Dodgers, for which I’m pleased. I like rooting for the underdog in general, and since the Phils won the World Series last year, I just gotta feel like it’s someone else’s tun.
Plus, they have Cole Hamels.
I just cannot take that guy seriously. He sounds like he’s seven years old, especially when he’s excited.
I know that’s an immature reason to anti-root for a team, but when your ace has a higher voice than I do…
So, by process of elimination, GO ANGELS! (Even if the moniker Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim is ludicrous.)