Would You Sell Your Soul for $58 Dollars?

After last night's Yankee World Series championship, we can finally all put the 2009 baseball season to rest. It's really been a tough one for Mets fans. Bad enough all the injuries and incompetence: we even had to watch 2 of our most hated teams reach the pinnacle of the sport.

And I really thought I've seen it all, until last night when I watched one of the biggest Met fans I know place a wager at a Las Vegas casino for the Yankees to win the game.

Let that sink in for a moment: He didn't bet against the Yankees. He bet them to win - on a World Series clinching game at that! And while Met fans across the country were expressing their outrage over having to actually call Alex Rodriquez a "Champion", this Met fan - this HUGE Met fan who could recite to you batting averages and uniform numbers of every Met that's ever played for the team - sat there satisfied collecting his winning ticket for $58.

"I knew they were going to win, so why not make some money with it?" explained this Met traitor known prominently across the country as "JTA" (which in fact sounds eerily close to "Jeter").

And that's exactly how the dark side lures you in. One day, it's just one bet. But before you know it, you're wearing a Yankee hat and being photographed for newspaper mugshots after committing a crime. (why are all criminals shown in the news wearing Yankee paraphernalia? - You never see a drug dealer wearing a Met hat, do you?). Anyway, after a while you become completely immune to the drivel spewed by the likes of Suzyn Waldman and John Sterling on the radio as well as the Yankee shills you read on the newspaper and watch on TV. Finally you start to buy into the Yankee entitlement until you're then reduced to the common slime that walk the lonely streets late at night.

All from the seemingly innocent "I'm just rooting for them this game only" line of reasoning. Just like with Anakin Skywalker, the road to baseball hell begins with one single justification.

Real Met fans don't bet on the Yankees to win. Period! Ever! You can bet them to lose - that's a different story. But unfortunately for this one-time proud Met fan, the cost of his soul was a mere $58 dollars. How can he even look at himself in the mirror?