Kids are very impressionable. That’s why as parents, it is imperative we take great care and responsibility in shaping these young minds. With that, here’s a conversation I had recently with my 3-year-old son while listening to sports radio hosts discuss the upcoming series between the Boston Red Sox and New York Yankees.
Will: “Dada, they said Yankees on radio.”
Me: “They did. And what do we say about the Yankees?”
Will: “Yankees stink. Boooo Yankees!”
Me: “That’s my boy.”
Will: “Dada, where the Yankees from?”
Me: “The Yankees are from New York.”
(The Gmork is the fictional wolf-like harbinger of The Nothing in the movie Neverending Story)
Me: “No no no, New York buddy.”
Will: “Dada, Gmork is bad?”
Me: “Yes bud, the Gmork is evil.”
Will: “Is Gmork with the Yankees Dada? Are Yankees evil?”
Me: “Yes Will. The Yankees are evil and Gmork belongs to them. I think Gmork is Steinbrenner’s pet. In fact, every time the Yankees win The Nothing grows stronger and we all die a little inside.”
Will: “Whoa. I don’t like Yankees Dada. BOO EVIL YANKEES AND GMORK!”
Was it the best parenting idea to tell my son that a mythical beast set on destroying all life is the team mascot of the Yankees? I don’t know. Time will tell. But I sure as hell enjoy the fact that my son now equates a sadistic, soul-sucking animal to the pinstriped devils wearing those “NY” logos on their hats.
Now if the Red Sox could only win a game so we can have something to cheer about.