For some reason of another I waited until my junior year at Fordham to attend my first Yankees game. I will admit to have rooted for the Yankees during my High School years, even joining classmates at the 1996 and 1998 Yankee Parades, but I was never a passionate Yankees fan. When I began my college career at Fordham, located a few train stops away from Yankee Stadium, I decided to go against popular opinion and pledge my allegiances for the other team in town: the New York Mets. Maybe it was the fact the Yankees organization thought it was better than everyone else, or Yankee fans arrogant attitude, but I never had my heart with the team. During my Yankee days I found myself watching the Mets instead of the Bronx Bombers. Even though my love for the Mets grew I had respect for the Yankee players, Bernie Williams, Derek Jeter, and my favorite Paul O?Neil. As the years rolled on Yankees management, i.e. George Steinbrenner filled his team with overpriced ballplayers who could not play when the money was on the line, i.e. Alex Rodriguez, Javier Vazquez, and Jeff Weaver. I began despising the Yankees organization and their fans, which seem to think that the Yankees shall win the World Series every year is the 11th Commandment. Despite my current feelings for the Yankees, their players, fans, and organization I have to give credit where credit is due; Yankees Stadium is a National Monument that should be visited by every Baseball fan in the country.