Although obviously it turns into a nightmare if you end up on the losing side. My old New York brother and sister friends Tom and Kate informed me that if we were to remain friends then I’d have to pull for the Mets.
I even have the baseball bat and ball here with me on my desk to remind me.
While Kate has few illusions about her beloved Mets who lost the World Subway Series of 2000 to the ‘Damned’ Yankees. ‘They always break your heart, those Mets,’ she sighed.
Even before we got into the Kevin James sitcom, the King of Queens, I was already being pulled this way by my Uncle Eddie on my first trip to New York, after school.
Uncle Eddie, a proud son of Donegal, now living in Long Island supported the neighbouring Queens teams and particularly the New York Jets.
Whisper it but they’re no longer a Queens team, playing their games in New Jersey. As do their great rivals, the New York Giants. Yes, the same stadium, and that’s another subject we’ll get into sometime.
Then there’s ours
And the New Yorkers look to have embraced our football having flirted with it back in the day with Pele, Beckenbauer and the New York Cosmos.
New York City only has the one team their fans will be quick to tell you, in much the same way that their sister franchise Manchester City supporters will inform you that is the case in Manchester, with United playing in Salford.
No, I’m not complaining about the fare I’m being served up here during lockdown… I’ll leave that to the Son and Heir.
It’s just that my dog-mad extended Irish and American family have been preparing for the reopening of restaurants by flagging up how their pets have been coping in lockdown.
Well, is the answer if Harry and Coco are anything to go by.
Few are as barking about their pooches as the Americans and the Japanese but where they lead (sorry) the way we have followed.
So here’s my five top of the pups (there’s more of this!).
New Bark, New Bark
The Wilson NYC, New York: And where I first encountered puppy pampering and pedicures down on the block on Rockville Center in Long Island when I first visited the Big Apple in my first summer after school.
And only in America as they say because puppies never got their nails painted in Glasgow!
I’m glad to say that the New Yorkers still treat their pets as Top Dogs.
And Halloween gives them the perfect chance to dress their pups up as Superman, Batman and other superheroes down on Battery Park.
This Chelsea favourite sees the maitre d’ (for dog) put your pet up at the high table and treat them to a distinct dog menu.
With fancy options like a 16-ounce grilled ribeye steak for $42, pan-roasted salmon for $28, and grilled chicken breast for $16.