To most of us, 1957 may as well be ancient history. The Giants don’t view it that way, however, and they’re doing a solid for whatever Giants fans are still left in New York from back when they skipped town: they’re taking the World Series trophy there and will put it on display in a couple of places:
“Toward the top of our list, after winning, was doing something for our fans in New York,” Baer said. “We’ve got a tremendous number of people who talk about their childhood days following the Giants, and now their dream has been fulfilled with the San Francisco Giants winning.”
One of the places: Finnerty’s in the East Village which “calls itself the largest San Francisco Giants bar in New York.” I’m guessing that if it’s patronized by old New York Giants fans, the signature drinks are things like sidecars and gimlets and whatever people drank back during the Eisenhower administration.
I keed! I like this move. And not just because there are some old timers who will appreciate it. I like it because it reminds us that it’s pretty darn easy to be a fan of an out-of-town team these days. I like the idea of there being a Giants bar in New York. I’m sure the phenomenon is limited to huge cities like New York and Chicago, but I’d like to at least entertain the fantasy that I could go into any city and find a bar that features a team I’m wanting to see. There’s something so comforting about that.