Weeeee! Even more reasons why I’ve never bought a dopey jersey with a name on the back, or attended a pimpled-faceoff fest at that crapartment store from hell, Modell’s.
Wednesday afternoon I walked by Modell’s sporting goods shop on 42nd street in Manhattan, noticed shirts displayed in the window with names like Teixeira, Jeter, and Rodriguez. Just for fun I decided to go in and see if they had any Mariano Rivera t-shirts. I didn’t see any hanging in the racks on the main floor, so I asked a pleasant young associate if he had any Mariano Rivera t-shirts. Maybe I hadn’t spoken too clearly because
he replied, ‘Manny Ramirez?’ I said, no, Mariano Rivera. ‘Oh’, he said. I asked him, do you know who Mariano Rivera is? ‘No,’ he said.
I explained that he was a great relief pitcher from the NY Yankees on the job since 1995. (The associate as it turns out was born in 1988 and therefore only 7 years old in 1995). He then said he was a Mets fan, so I asked him if he had heard of K-rod and he lit up and said, oh, yeah! So, trying to find a Mariano Rivera shirt, the associate sees another Modell’s employee and says to her,
“Do you know if we have any Manny Rivera t-shirts?” The young lady says, “Is he a soccer player?” I said, no, his name is Mariano Rivera, he’s the great relief pitcher for the Yankees. Have you ever heard of him? No, she says.