I'm sure alot of you guys have heard these before, but this first one I haven't heard before... thought I'd post it up & a couple of other classics
> A family of New York Yankee fans headed out one Saturday to shop for
>the youngest boy's birthday.
>
> While in the sports shop the son picks up a Red Sox jersey and says
>to his older sister, "I've decided to become a Red Sox fan and I would like
>this Boston Red Sox jersey for my birthday."
>
> His big sister is outraged by this and promptly whacks him upside
>his head and says, "Go talk to mother."
>
> Off goes the little lad with the jersey in hand and finds his
>mother. "Mom?"
>
> "Yes, son?"
>
> "I've decided I'm going to be a Red Sox fan and I would like this
>jersey for
>
> my birthday."
>
> The mother is outraged at this, promptly whacks him around the head
>and says, "Go talk to your father!"
>
> Off he goes with the Red Sox jersey in hand and finds his father.
>"Dad?"
>
> "Yes, son?"
>
> "I've decided I'm going to be a Red Sox fan and I would like this
>jersey for my birthday."
>
> The father is outraged and promptly whacks his son in the back of
>his head and says, "No son of mine is ever going to be seen in THAT!"
>
> About half an hour later they're all back in the car and heading
>towards home. The father turns to his son and says "Son, I hope you've
>learned something today?"
>
> The son says, "Yes, Dad, I have."
>
> "Good! And what is it you learned?"
>
> The son replies, "I've only been a Red Sox fan for an hour and I
>already hate you Yankee bastards!"
Here's another one I have heard:
> A Red Sox fan liked to amuse himself by scaring every Yankees fan he
>saw strutting down the street in an obnoxious NY pinstripe shirt. He would
>swerve his van as if to hit them, then swerve back just missing them.
>
> One day while driving along, he saw a priest. He thought he would do
>a good deed, so he pulled over and asked the priest, "Where are you going,
>Father?"
>
> "I'm going to give Mass at St. Francis church, about two miles down
>the road," replied the priest.
>
> "Climb in, Father. I'll give you a lift!" The priest climbed into
>the passenger seat, and they continued down the road.
>
> Suddenly, the driver saw a Yankees fan walking down the road, and he
>instinctively swerved as if to hit him. But, as usual, he swerved back onto
>the road just in time.
>
> Even though he was certain that he had missed the guy, he still
>heard a loud THUD. not knowing where the noise came from, he glanced in his
>mirrors but still didn't see anything.
>
> He then remembered the priest, and he turned to the priest and said,
>sorry Father, I almost hit that Yankees fan."
>
> "That's OK," replied the priest "I got him with the door."
And one more I heard a while ago but don't hear nearly often enough... definintely one of my favorites
A Rangers fan, a Yankees fan & a Red Sox fan are sitting at a bar.
The Rangers fan takes a swig of his tequlla, throws the bottle into the air, pulls out a gun & shoots it.
He looks at the other baseball fanatics & says "In Texas, we've got plenty of fine Tequilla!"
Not to be out-done, the Yankees fan takes a swig of his wine, throws the bottle into the air, grabs the Texan's gun & shoots the bottle.
He looks at the others & says "In New York, we've got plenty of fine wines!"
Then Boston fan takes a swig of his Samuel Adams Boston Lager, throws the bottle into the air, grabs the Texan's gun & shoots the Yankees fan in the head.
He catches the beer, calmly takes another swig, looks at the Texan & says "In Boston, we've got plenty of those damn Yankees fans & we know better than to waste good beer!"