Listened to the game last night on the radio. Cheering out loud, by myself, in my kitchen, having a glass of wine, and reading From Beirut to Jerusalem intermittently.
I am legitimately insane.
Thank goodness Jesus Christ was apparently WITH Trot Nixon last night. Interesting how, if Trot messes up, or if nothing happens, he doesn’t say, “Well, Jesus Christ turned his back on me out there.”
So … in the world of Trot Nixon … Jesus hovers around the bat, and decides WHEN Trot gets a huge play … Jesus is the strategist for the Red Sox.
Whatever, dude. Wake up to reality.
Anyway. Glad they won. Sounds like it was a good game. My cousin was there, somewhere, in the crowd. Hob-nobbing with J-Lo? Who knows.
Today I will try to sneak out of work early and go down to Dempsey’s to catch the tail-end of today’s game.
I have spent more time in bars over the last week and a half than I have since college.
“If Jesus were available, I think the Yankees would have him.” –New York sports commentator Wally Matthews.
Just saying.
Ha!! True true!
And then of course, there is this:
Check out the second photo down.
Someone should tell Trot that Jesus wants him to bat right-handed.
If the Cubbies AND the Sox both go to the series this year, I’ll probably actually watch the series for the first time in more years than I want to say.
Because I’ll assume that the world will end as soon as the last game does, so I might as well.
Heh, the store my mother works at sells that little statue.
The Onion once had an article “Basketball player blames God for defeat”. It is, sadly, not online anymore.
Good to read the Friedman book while you watch the game, but remember- the Yankees-Red Sox rivalry has lasted almost twice as long as the Israeli-Palestinian Conflict.