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Yes, you and the rest of the Eastern seaboard, I would guess.
I just have yet to find anything Yankee that's even remotely loveable (maybe Lou Gehrig is the lone exception, although I don't really love the guy, just respect his grit and determination, and I did like his film, well, him and Luis Sojo, whose minor league career I was able to follow personally for some years, although Gehrig and Sojo are in completely different classes), and it's something of a joy to not have any Yankees thoughout the history of baseball be employed as anything more than ill-used, low-paid mop-&-bucket men in my universe.
"Jeter, stop that lolly-gagging, and get to work on that vomit on aisle three!"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Twelvefield, sir!"
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