The Maspeth construction worker lives for cute bartenders in Irish pubs, Giants’ games and sturdy lagers.
He’s also not one to mince words and will let you know in a second just how he feels about the world today.
The staunch Irishman is a bit of a traditionalist as well as something of a skeptic. He’s still pretty miffed over Obama’s victory and doesn’t care who knows it.
“I absolutely hate it,” he said. “We’ll see what happens but I think we’re getting played.”
As far as local politics go, he’s pleased with the results, at least as far as Elizabeth Crowley’s win in the City Council race.
“She’s beautiful,” he coos.
Among Shea’s other peeves, the top is the fact that his beloved Giants are housed in a stadium across the Hudson in a New Jersey stadium.
“How come we’re paying taxes for a Jersey stadium?” he asks.
But ultimately, Shea doesn’t let these things get him down because he knows there’s always another beer around the corner.
“When times get tough everybody goes drinking,” he says.
He’d prefer a good Irish whiskey any day of the week, but to his lament, his favorite pub has banned him from whiskey, he confides, with a devious smile.
The self-proclaimed black sheep is content to live his life under his own terms.
“”I drink a lot and play darts every night. If I have a good time I’m not going to work.”
And for Shea, it’s really as simple as that. (Danielle Mastropiero)