Kansas City Sucks

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I've never been to Kansas City and while I've always had nice thoughts about the place - George Brett was a great player - I've decided that I will never go there unless I do what I did up in Boston.


Not sure if you caught the All-Star Game Festivities.

My boy Robinson Cano was excited to be the captain of the American League Home Run Derby Team. As captain he got to choose 3 guys to play with him.

He decided to choose guys who are actually great players. Makes sense, right? Unfortunately, there aren't any great players on the Royals. Hasn't been one since Brett quit 20 years ago.

So the Royals fans got mad. They said that Cano promised them he'd pick Billy Butler. I saw that interview. He said he'd consider all the players and choose the ones who gave the AL the best chance to win. The 3 guys he picked finished 1, 2, and 3 in the event.

The KC fans booed Cano, who might be the best player in the league.

Fine, whatever. He's a Yankee. They get booed everywhere anyway because they keep baseball afloat in crappy cities that can't pay their own way...and 'cause they win.

But what those fans did to Cano was pitiful.

They booed him as he stood on the field alone...for a half an hour.

It was an exhibition.

Cano's father was throwing the ball to him for crying out loud.

Cano didn't have to be captain. He didn't have to participate. He could have been like the other pampered a-holes who fake injury to skip the whole damn event.

And I really don't care that they booed. It was funny for 30 seconds...but to keep doing it as Cano struggled. To keep doing it the next day as he walked into the stadium, to keep doing it as he was introduced, to do it again after he hit a single in the game.

Ridiculous.

It crossed a line. They were spewing hate. Cano was on the verge of tears. They screamed at his mother. His mother! for crying out loud!

They ruined the whole damn game for fans of the most successful franchise in the history of sports. Yeah he's a millionaire who makes his living with a ball, but at some point in time it should have dawned on a few of them that he is also human.

I don't get it.

Cano took the high road when one of the two idiot announces from Fox asked him about it. He even tried to laugh it off.

It would have been a different story if it had been me:

Announcer: Cliff, did the booing bother you?

Me: You know what? Kansas City sucks. I would have picked one of their players to participate but they haven't been to the playoffs in 27 years and they only won that World Series against the Cardinals because the ump blew a call, and St. Louis makes better ribs, and there wouldn't be anything to do in this damn town if there weren't tornadoes to chase, and the only thing that Kansas City players want is to be traded to the Yankees.

I would have said that. I'm serious.

Damn, I hope they let me captain the team next time the event is in that cow town.


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