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|Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005|
|Tuesday, August 16th, 2005|
|Simpsons analogy to every MLB team
ok I am copying and pasting this.... http://www.barstoolsports.com/article/The_Definitive_MLB__Simpsons_Analogy_List/344
is the link but everyone has to see it cause it's wonderful
The Definitive MLB - Simpson's Analogy List
Comparing every MLB Team to a Simspon's character
The Definitive MLB-Simpsons Character Analogy Chart:
by Dan McCarthy
New York Yankees - C. Montgomery Burns - Driven to success by an almost unimaginable wealth of resources, which they use to ruthlessly crush their enemies, although typically not by the most efficient means possible (blocking out the sun, Bernie Williams). Seemingly unaware of the (obvious) reasons why they are hated. They seem to have been a key actor in pretty much everything important that happened before 1970.
Boston Red Sox - Lisa Simpson - Beloved by all. Used to being overlooked and trod upon, so that when they finally get a day in the sun, they don't really know what to do with it. Unfortunate tendency to get a little self-righteous. Antagonistic relationship with those in positions of power.
Toronto Blue Jays - Bumblebee Man - Comic relief from the other side of the border. Inexplicably, they tend to get a lot of success out of recycled material (sight gags, Shea Hillenbrand) that wouldn't work anywhere else.
Baltimore Orioles - Maggie Simpson - Never says or does much of anything, but constantly brought up in discussions by virtue of their close associates. Stubbornly hanging onto something disgusting despite other people's well-meaning efforts to take it away (pacifier, Sidney Ponson).
Tampa Bay Devil Rays - Hans Moleman - Whenever they're on TV, you can virtually guarantee that they're hopelessly overmatched and that something bad is going to happen to them. You could start feeling bad for them, but then you remember that you don't care.
Minnesota Twins - Santa's Little Helper - Scrappy and quick; comprised mostly of parts that were rescued from a terrible existence elsewhere. Trapped indoors most of the time. Series of poorly timed medical problems (canine gastroplexy, Torii Hunter's ankle). Abused by an incredibly old, very wealthy man who is the very definition of greed and selfishness (Mr. Burns, Carl Pohlad). Nearly abandoned by their families (Bart gave him away; the near-contraction).
Chicago White Sox - Edna Krabappel - Betrayed by those closest to them somewhere in the distant past (Edna's husband leaving her, the Black Sox), leaving them bitter and jaded.
Detroit Tigers - Lionel Hutz - They often dumpster-dive for sustenance. Earn their living by attracting the attention of criminals and vagrants (criminals and vagrants, the city of Detroit).
Cleveland Indians - Apu Nahasapeemapetilon - Identity entirely based on a ridiculous stereotype of Indians. Jovial ongoing relationship with a big fat guy who underperforms a lot (Homer, C.C. Sabathia). Soldiering on gamely despite a terrible workplace environment (the Kwik-E-Mart, Cleveland). Used to play a much bigger role in the grand scheme of things, but now they make only occasional appearances, and they're usually getting abused.
Kansas City Royals - Gil the Salesman - Forever facing in an uphill battle to be competitive. Their failures tend to be more sad than comical. Others are just glad they're not them.
Los Angeles Angels - Troy McClure - You may remember them from one particular film in the past, although before (and since) then they've had some forgettable performances. An expensive facade covers a dark, vulnerable underbelly (McClure's fish fetish, shaky starting pitching). Loving the spotlight, but may not handle all the attention well. Won't ever be the top dog in Hollywood.
Oakland A's - Bart Simpson - Reliable bad-boy winners who march to the beat of their own drum. Locked in a constant struggle against the overbearing establishment. Every time you think they're going to get what's coming to them, they weasel out of it and surprise you again.
Seattle Mariners - Barney Gumble - Struggling against their personal demons. Just when you thought they were going to clean themselves up and they were looking bulletproof, they suffered an unfortunate relapse.
Texas Rangers - Col. Antoine "Tex" O'Hara (Fat Oil Magnate) - Distinctly Texan. Prone to making ill-advised business decisions that never turn out well (purchasing the World's Fattest Racehorse, trading Sammy Sosa for Harold Baines and Fred Manrique).
Atlanta Braves - Ned Flanders - The very definition of "traditional," "white-bread," and "boring." Quietly keeping their affairs in perfect order, but they always end up as the butt of the joke. Spurred to success by a horde of Bible-thumpers. Made a living out of left-handedness in the '90s.
Florida Marlins - Snake - Riding high for a while, publicly executed, and then somehow cheated death to escape and rise again. Important players in cities known for their rampant drug and crime problems. They seem to be in trouble a lot, but never really go away. Almost lost something of great value to a much wealthier, more prestigious individual, but hung onto it in the end (stealing his girlfriend back from Mr. Burns, 2003 World Series).
Philadelphia Phillies - Milhouse Van Houten - Lack of adequate vision (blind without his glasses, hanging on to Jim Thome). Perpetual sidekick to a more successful leader who constantly takes advantage of their weaknesses. Striving for a goal (Lisa's affection, the playoffs) that looks unattainable in their current state, and nobody really takes them seriously.
New York Mets - Krusty the Klown - Close ties to Judaism. Ongoing love-hate relationship with their audiences, and they have a tendency to lend their names to bad products (Krusty Brand Non-Narkotik Kough Syrup, Jose Offerman). Have had some substance-abuse problems in the past that they would prefer to keep out of the public eye (chain-smoking, Darryl Strawberry/Doc Gooden).
Washington Nationals - Sideshow Bob Terwilliger - Repeatedly given second chances, and could never hold on to what was good for them (staying out of prison, Pedro Martinez/Randy Johnson/Gary Carter/Larry Walker/Moises Alou...). Handled incompetently by a governing body. Forever the second banana to flashier counterparts. Doomed to have victory snatched from their grasp even when it seems closest (plans being foiled, the strike season).
St. Louis Cardinals - Jebediah Springfield - One of the elder statesmen of the group. Great historic importance. Possessors of a silver tongue (prosthetic silver tongue, Jack Buck) and a saccharine, over-commercialized reputation for family-friendliness. Bit of a problem with suppressed history (actually a pirate named Hans Sprungfeld, rampant racism in the '50s).
Houston Astros - Marge Simpson - Their fortunes rise and fall with those of a guy who has put together an unbelievable string of successes despite obviously being an inveterate jerk. Seemingly infinite reservoir of patience for someone who has proven themselves to be not worth hanging on to (Homer, Brad Ausmus).
Cincinnati Reds - Principal Seymour Skinner - Spent much of their existence under the hand of a domineering, insane woman who was impossible to please (Agnes Skinner, Marge Schott). Possessors of a dirty little secret that they would rather sweep under the rug (Skinner's true identity of Armand Tamzarian, Pete Rose). Their lives were given meaning in the '70s (Vietnam, the Big Red Machine) but now all they have to escape the monotony of their everyday existence is the flashbacks.
Milwaukee Brewers - Barry "Duffman" Duffman - Closely related to beer. More of a laughingstock than a legitimate presence. Employed by a guy who is constantly thinking up ill-conceived schemes to get people to throw money at an inferior product (Augustus P. Duff, Bud Selig).
Pittsburgh Pirates - Captain Horatio McCallister - Obvious relationship to the sea, but unfortunate things happen when they venture into international waters (resorting to homosexuality, the Roberto Clemente disaster).
Chicago Cubs - Moe Syzslak - Unloved but by a select few patrons, whom they have a tendency to betray from time to time. Even their closest friends acknowledge their loser status, and outsiders love to laugh at their failures. Constantly subject to self-doubt, and always coming up with new schemes to shoot themselves in the foot. Owners of a revolving-door establishment that never sees more than one or two likable characters at a time.
San Francisco Giants - Abe "Grandpa" Simpson - Even older than you would have thought. Surrounded by other decrepit crones, and they have a tendency to live in the past. Completely dependent on a big lug of questionable moral turpitude who, curiously, never seems to get any older.
San Diego Padres - Dr. Julius Hibbert - Sported a parade of laughable fashions in the past. A little shaky at what they do, but they look stellar given the alternatives in the region (Dr. Nick, the rest of the NL West). Bizarre tendency to lose their composure at inappropriate moments.
Los Angeles Dodgers - Disco Stu - Overconfident and forever predicting the return of their glory days. Brought up by devoted fans more often than is probably reasonable, considering their sporadic appearances. Haven't been relevant since the '80s.
Arizona Diamondbacks - Inanimate Carbon Rod - Inexplicably shot to prominence after an unbelievable rescue (sealing the Space Shuttle during re-entry, 2001 season). Hit the covers of every major magazine as heroes, and then faded back into obscurity almost as quickly as they arrived.
Colorado Rockies - Cletus Delroy, the Slack-Jawed Yokel - Will always have to compensate for where they came from to succeed, something they will probably never accomplish. Always accompanied by a ton of anonymous kids whose names you can't remember.
|Sunday, August 14th, 2005|
|How conservative/liberal are you
I am surprised that there were a few conservative aspects in me
Your Political Profile
Overall: 20% Conservative, 80% Liberal
Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
|Sunday, July 24th, 2005|
Dear Red States -
We're ticked off at the way you've treated California, and we've decided we're leaving. We intend to form our own country, and we're taking the other Blue States with us.
In case you aren't aware, that includes Hawaii, Oregon, Washington, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, Illinois and the entire Northeast. We believe this split will be beneficial to the nation, and especially to the people of the new country of New California.
To sum up briefly: You get Texas, Oklahoma and all the slave states. We get stem cell research and the best beaches. We get Elliot Spitzer. You get Ken Lay.
We get the Statue of Liberty. You get OpryLand. We get Intel and Microsoft. You get WorldCom. We get Harvard. You get Ole' Miss.
We get 85 percent of America's venture capital and entrepreneurs. You get Alabama.
We get two-thirds of the tax revenue; you get to make the red states pay their fair share.
Since our aggregate divorce rate is 22 percent lower than the Christian Coalition's, we get a bunch of happy families. You get a bunch of single moms.
Please be aware that Nuevo California will be pro-choice and anti-war, and we're going to want all our citizens back from Iraq at once. If you need people to fight, ask your evangelicals. They have kids they're apparently willing to send to their deaths for no purpose, and they don't care if you don't show pictures of their children's caskets coming home. We do wish you success in Iraq, and hope that the WMDs turn up, but we're not willing to spend our resources in Bush's Quagmire.
With the Blue States in hand, we will have firm control of 80 percent of the country's fresh water, more than 90 percent of the pineapple and lettuce, 92 percent of the nation's fresh fruit, 95 percent of America's quality wines (you can serve French wines at state dinners) 90 percent of all cheese, 90 percent of the high tech industry, most of the U.S. low-sulfur coal, all living redwoods, sequoias and condors, all the Ivy and Seven Sister schools, plus Harvard, Yale, Stanford, Cal Tech and MIT.
With the Red States, on the other hand, you will have to cope with 88 percent of all obese Americans (and their projected health care costs),92 percent of all U.S. mosquitoes, nearly 100 percent of the tornadoes, 90 percent of the hurricanes, 99 percent of all Southern Baptists, virtually 100 percent of all televangelists, Rush Limbaugh, Bob Jones University, Clemson and the University of Georgia.
We get Hollywood and Yosemite, thank you.
Additionally, 38 percent of those in the Red states believe Jonah was actually swallowed by a whale, 62 percent believe life is sacred unless we're discussing the death penalty or gun laws, 44 percent say that evolution is only a theory, 53 percent that Saddam was involved in 9/11, and 61 percent of you crazy folks believe you are people with higher morals then we lefties.
Author Unknown in New California.
|Monday, July 11th, 2005|
|what my birthday says about me
Your Birthdate: March 31
Your birthday suggests that you are a good organizer and manager, an energetic and dependable worker; attributes often showing success in the business world.
Serious and sincere, you have the patience and determination necessary to accomplish a great deal.
Your approach can be original, but often rigid and stubborn.
Sensitivity may be present, but feeling are likely to be repressed.
You are good with detail and insist on accuracy, but at times scatter energies.
You're a practical thinker, but not without imagination.
You love travel and don't like to live alone.
You should probably marry early, for responsibility is necessary for your stability.
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?
Some are true some are not. I'm by no means a serious person. I can accomplish a great deal however I have very little patience. Sensitivity is present, and I have repressed feelings before, often so much that it gets me into trouble. I am very good with detail. AS for the part about marrying early, yeah right. I said to myself when I was 15-16 that I wouldnt marry until I hit my 30s. I'm 25 and I still think that way.
|Sunday, July 10th, 2005|
|girls who lose their identity
My friend Katie inspired this entry from a conversation we have last night. But with some people, it seems that they lose their identity as soon as they start seeing a significant other. YOu see things like that in Hollywood all the time, stuff such as Bennifer and TomKat. Well my sister's far from famous but she's turned into one of those with her boyfriend. They're 22 and recently graduated from college. They were together since they first started, and they'll be moving in together in about a month. However with the way they've acted recently, they might as well be 42 and not 22. They're getting a custom made bedspread. Most 22 year olds would go to Bed Bath and Beyond and buy a bed in a bag for $50 and never even dream about getting stuff like that custom made.
I never knew him well as an individual. When he's around her, he's the "yes dear" type guy and has no say in their decisions. It's like he's along for the ride. However she is falling more into a spell each day that they are together. They recently bought a digital camera. It's not "his" or "her" camera, it's "their" camera. Making a purchase like that is one thing if a couple is married, but they are not (yet.... it's just a matter of time.) However who's camera is it if they break up. They also plan on opening a joint checking account, again big mistake (especially as a former identity theft victim). If i get married, that's the last thing that I would want to do. I'd still even keep my savings to myself.
However my sister is a far cry from the girl she was before she was dating him. She would go out with her girlfriends and have a good time. She seemed to enjoy herself but I would be the last person she would tell. HOwever since he's been a part of her life, she dosen't see much of them at all. The only one of her girlfriends she sees on a regular basis is in the same boat she is, and they double date.
However here's my question. Why do girls lose their identity when they begin dating (I don't mean all girls)? All of a sudden everything she does revolves around him, and he must be consulted with every decision she makes down to what she eats, what she wears, what radio station she listens to, etc. Are guys this manipulative or are girls this gullable?
All I can say is that if I am dating someone and become like this, please call me up and tell me. No guy is worth sacrificing my life over.
|Monday, July 4th, 2005|
To update a previous journal (see "hurt and confused"), I should have had one last encounter with the ex friend referred to as "the bitch" in that entry. In fact I was fretting this day for months. Shortly before the shit hit the fan, the two of us decided to go to the Yanks game on the 4th of July. We each had our own tickets, so it's not like I could give hers to someone else. Otherwise I would have done that.
I had several options in mind. One was giving the ticket to a Glen Quagmire type and slip him a $20 to hit on her. Another was leaving town for the weekend which I wish I had done but my work schedule dictated otherwise. SO I bit the bullet and went. I snuck 4 Bacardi Silvers into the Stadium (in 2 Poland Spring Sportpack bottles) because I figured that if I did see her, that I would at least have some alcohol in my system. I was also prepared to scream "go fuck a dog" so loud that everyone would turn around, and I'd embarass her.
So all in all I saw a great come from behind win, and I got to take a lot of pics. I am glad that I didn't waste money on a ticket. I didn't see fireworks though becuase I passed out on the couch before I could. That was ok though because I saw fireworks in the 8th inning.
|Sunday, May 22nd, 2005|
Ok so I have been searching for a job in animal welfare for a year and a half. I finally get this job at a kennel chain called Best Friends. I realized that I would have to take a pay cut and I was willing to do that to do whatever it takes to get my foot in the door in the pet industry.
However two weeks into everything, I am having a lot of second thoughts. It occured to me yesterday as I was cleaning a kennel building. I discovered a huge bees nest. I am deathly allergic to bees and would have to be hospitalized immediately if stung. However i have no health insurance and I am not prepared to take a huge hit financially (especially since this job does not pay well at all and offers no benefits.) They said there was nothing they could do about the bees, but they really should remove the nest as both a concern for the employees and animals.
It is also a lot of dirty work, and I question a lot. Yesterday I had to manually clean out a drain, and when I asked if I could just use Drano, they threw the idea down completely. Personally I would rather pour Drano down the drain than manually remove dog hair and shit.
Ideally I would want to transfer to CSR but I am not sure if that is an option. I need to talk to them tomorrow about that just because of a health concern. However if this does not happen I have no idea what to do. I am not one to give up but I may have to. I'm confused as usual. Current Mood: confused
|Tuesday, May 17th, 2005|
|hurt and confused
OK so someone who I thought was a really good friend (will be refered to as "the bitch" in the rest of this entry) of mine sent me the world's nastiest email a week ago. Because of the email, I no longer consider her a friend. (File this one under the old cliche "With friends like that, who needs enemies") And for the record, the bitch has put me down before for actually trying to pursue my dream career in animal welfare and wanting to leave New York. That's beyond the point though. I want to respond and I have a very catty and just as nasty response written up but right now I don't have the guts to hit the send button.
When I first met the bitch, I thought that she was a nice person with a few common interests that I could be friends with. Sounds fine right? As I got to know her and time went on, we had our differences just like most friends did. But I had to be very careful about what I did around her. If I did as much as listen to the wrong radio station, the bitch would blow up in my face. The bitch also was very judgemental from day one, and would automatically stereotype people based on one thing such as what radio station you listened to (I am the kind of person that flips around, I will listen to whatever as long as it's not rap). She also constantly put me down because I worked in retail and not some corporate setting. She also put down my dreams (in November after I was rejected from a dream job she was like "Well you're too old to follow your dream anyways, just get a corporate job")
In recent days I felt that I could not even be myself around the bitch and I had to do things like bash people in order for her to accept me.
Some of the stuff that was mentioned in the email really made me open up my eyes. It made me realize to try and rekindle a friendship from a few years ago that the bitch forced me into ending (I am not one to end a friendship). Not only that but some of the stuff the bitch made me to to my other friend was attrocious. The bitch forced me into introducing them, and they hit it off fine at first. Then when they realized they were polar opposites the fur started to fly. In September 2003 the bitch received a text message saying "what's up" and it sparked a huge catfight that I was dragged into the middle of. Had I not been out of state with the bitch, I wouldn't have told her to leave me out of it. In retrospect I should have gone home after that, and made the bitch hop an Amtrak home for how she dragged me into the middle. It cumulated in a nasty email similar to the one I received (funny, what sparked this email for me was a text message telling the bitch that her favorite baseball player is carrying my fantasy team..... like someone should blow up for that.)
I figured that if I recently heard from someone that I have not heard from since 1999 then this couldnt hurt. I might as well be dear to the people that are dear to me in my life right? Not as easy as you would think.
But am I digging myself into a hole by doing this. Some of the stuff that the bitch did to my other friend was attrocious. She did things like subscribe her to gay porn email lists and what not that were completely undeserved. She also dragged me into this and now I feel insanely guilty about all this that I know about it. I want to tell my other friend what the bitch did but I don't want her to blame me for it. It's like this huge guilty cloud is hanging over my head and I need to see the sunlight and make ammends meet if you know what I mean. And I don't want my other friend to hold anything against me for it when it was really not my fault, it was just something that I was dragged into. Current Mood: crushed
|Tuesday, April 19th, 2005|
|Wednesday, February 23rd, 2005|
|Steroids and baseball
All this offseason, baseball has been tainted by steroids. First there's the Balco trial where Jason Giambi admits to using steroids (the other prominent slugger whos name is being bounced around is too much of a pussy to admit to the needle because he is afraid the HR record will be tainted.... it already is).
I think that the media has taken this way out of hand, and as Spring Training is here, I am really awaiting news that does not have to do with steroids.
To all the ballplayers that have been using steroids (and I am sure I can name some that are not Jason Giambi and Barry Bonds), I think that you should be banned from the game. Enough said. Baseball needs a zero tolerance policy on this issue.
I can't wait for baseball season, and hopefully a steroid free one
|Thursday, February 17th, 2005|
|fashion trends that make me sick
ok so I haven't written in here in awhile because I have been busy. Anyways my friend was convincing me to update my Livejournal so I am :-)
so I often work at the front of bbw which I hate doing (I am NOT A GREETER). But I do get a chance to do some people watching and there are many fashion trends I DESPISE that I notice from up there.
Where to start.....
1) Pants with writing on the ass. Is this really necessary. Not only would I not be caught dead in this but it is insanely ugly and tacky. Is it really necessary for a young girl to have the word "Sexy" written across her ass. If that girl were a boy and Michael Jackson was around, I would watch out fast. Translation. That is like asking pedophiles to come over. It is just also a very tacky trend. ON my own body, I don't want to draw attention to that area.
2) Sticking with my pants with writing on the ass trend, most of the ones I see at work have either "Abercombie" or "Hollister" written across the ass. Both those stores are already ridicusloly overpriced and I really do not want to pay an insane price to be a walking ad for the store. I still to this day have never set foot into either of those stores. I own one logo top, and it says "Old Navy" in very small letters with a snowflake. I use it more as a work shirt and my apron there covers up the logo. Also what's up with the tshirts that say things like "Abercombie wrestling team." Dude did you ever really wrestle? Do you even know how to?
3) The inventor of Spandex needs to be shot and the stuff pulled off the market. Or clothes should have a 100% cotton no Spandex option. I hate STRETCH stuff, and I mean hate it. Not only do the cotton/spandex tops ride up on people who do not have Paris Hilton's figure and make them look insanely fatter than they actually are, but it is not very confortable to have a shirt riding up on you. As for the stretch jeans. Sure they are confortable but they are not very attractive. They almost look as if they are painted on your body. Not very attractive.
4) Ok so the low rise jeans trend is pretty much faded, but low rise to an extent is okay. I despise jeans up to my belly button. What however is unattractive is when these girls wear thongs and tehy stick out in the back. I know guys find this dead sexy, but I find this dead trampy. I really do not need to know that you choose to wear an ass flosser as underwear.
|Sunday, October 24th, 2004|
|Boston Red Sox rant
thought of the day
I am absolutely disgusted at the Boston Red Sox being in the World Series. Sure they can be viewed as likeable guys, etc but I think that is all a bunch of bull. Ok also keep in mind the bias and how I was brought up to hate the team. The first thing is the guys in general. As much as I think the Yankees are a bunch of overpaid sellouts, I do respect Steinbrenner's rule on keeping the team clean shaven. First of all before I go any further, my name is not Courtney and I do not view baseball players as if they were Chippendales men but yeah I do notice player's looks in the back of my mind. Looks whether you like it appearance does leave a lasting impression no matter who you are. Now I don't mind a guy with a little bit of scruff but if not for baseball uniforms, the Boston Red Sox could be confused with the cast of "Survivor" when it comes to their grooming habits. And they wear their uniforms sloppily too. I know that they are trying to be the Anti Yankee, but come on. You don't have to look like you have been stranded on an island for months at a time.
The other rant I have about the Red Sox is the Skoal commercial in the game. First of all I think that smoking is a disgusting habit. But chewing tobacco is even worse. Every time the camera points to the dugout, I see someone chewing a wad of Skoal. The thought of it is just NASTY. Professional athletes are supposed to be role models for children.
I don't think that looking like a Survivor cast member or being a walking ad for Skoal is a very good role model. Current Mood: disappointed
|Monday, October 18th, 2004|
|ALCS rant.... sick of NY and Boston yet again
Ok is it just me or is anyone sick of the Yankees and Red Sox meeting in the ALCS two years in a row. They say that baseball is getting more competitive no matter what the payroll is. The ALCS is living proof that it is not. You get the 2 powerhouses of the AL East...... the Yankees (#1
in MLB in payroll at almost 200 million) and the Boston Red Sox (#2
in MLB payroll..... they spend so much time wanting to be the Yankees only they don't have the rings to prove it. Most people who were alive when the Sox won it all are probably in a nursing home by now).
Anyways this is not just a rivalry in baseball, whenever these two teams meet it is a war. It seems like they fight over everything. When a big name player is on the trading block in the offseason, one will do whatever it takes to either get him or block the opposition from getting him. 3 big names last winter could have gone either way, and 2 of the 3 of them (Schilling and Pay-Rod) have gone off on the other team to the media. Very classy you billionaire pricks. I am actually surprised that a brawl did not happen (watch it happen now) between these two teams like it did in last year's ALCS (nice job Pedro of beating up an old man. That really prepares you for your next job in a nursing home, I couldnt imagine what you would do to people who were around the last time your team won) and in July (yeah Pay-Rod, you get mad because you get hit. Grow the phuck up, it's a part of the game now deal with it. If I were making your salary, I would get hit with a 90 MPH fastball and not bitch about it).
Anyways in this particular series, the Yankees jumped out to a quick 3 games to none lead and almost had the deal sealed last night when they brought in Rivera. But the all star closer blew it like he has done with Boston in the past. Granted he was around when the Yanks actually played like a team, but he has been overused this series. Take it one out at a time and use your closer for one inning like most people in baseball do. Not two. It's like Torre wants to blow out his arm and make excuses for it or something. They were beating Pedro "the Pussy sitting under a Mango tree waiting for his Daddy to come get him" Martinez and of course Rivera freakin blows it again. If you are going to win and go to the WS (which is obvious at this point) then just phuckin win already and please don't drag it on. These teams meet enough already during the course of a season. It says something about this fan created rivalry when tickets to a meaningless game in FL in MArch sell for over $200 each.
To Yankees fans reading this...... Stop acting so goddamn cocky and expecting your team to win it all year in and year out. There is an old children's song that I used to play on piano way back when called "Money can't buy everything".... I suggest that you and your greedy owner start listening to the lyrics.
To Red Sox fans reading this.... I am sure that you have heard this time in and time out but WAIT TILL NEXT YEAR. And the year after and the year after and so forth. I will give you guys 2018 but that is about it. I hope that the Cubs win it all before you ever reach the WS (last time you were humiliated by the Mets of all teams)
That being said that I hope that Houston or St. Louis brings the title home this year and humiliates whatever AL team reaches. And as for the inevitable next year for both teams. The Yankees and Red Sox can spend up a storm and fight each other in the wallets but I hope that the Blue Jays, Orioles, and Devil Rays finish ahead of you in the standings with their reasonable payrolls. Current Mood: pessimistic
|Saturday, September 18th, 2004|
ok so it's been awhile since I last wrote in here, and I am sure that you guys miss my list of pet peeves (more coming soon as soon as I can make another list).
Anyways today I was at the Yankees/Red Sox game. I despise the Red Sox more than any other team in baseball. And that is not only because I was brought up a Yankees fan (and to despise the Sox) and told from the beginning that the Sox are a very cursed and pathetic team (although I hate to say it but they are good this year). THier behavior in the playoffs last year made me realize that they are a bunch of low class punks. And this year's team is no different. They probably traded the classiest guy on the team in Nomar (I can pronounce the R now that he is out of Beantown). Oh yeah, and Fenway blows goats. My friend called it the "Green shithole" and it was right.
So Friday night's game was an exciting pitchers duel. Those are the kind of games that I like (give me a very well pitched 1-0 game over a 13-10 games. And while Rivera has been having a great season this year, he seems human against the Red Sox. He blew the save in a game earlier this season. And he blew a lead last night too. I guess he just gets nervous but I am not sure.
So the Yankees got their revenge today. Derek Lowe Class (as I like to call him after his crotch grabbing incident last year) got lit up. He left before he could record an out in the second inning. The Yankees batted around twice in the first two innings. I used to be very dilignent about scoring games, but I have lost that habit. Perhaps I should go back to it because I am having memory lapses already (at the age of 24 I should not). It was a cold, wet, blowout but I had fun with my family.
I do think that this rivalry is overrated, and perhaps this will be a postdated entry, but hte first time I saw both these teams was very unforgettable due to the events that happened 12 hours later
|Monday, August 23rd, 2004|
first of all, congrats to Ted LIlly on his second career shutout, 4th complete game. And this one couldnt have happened to a better team (or opposing starting pitcher). It left a very sweet taste!
So the Jays won 3-0 vs the Boston Red Sox today. Ted Lilly against Pedro the pussy Martinez. I was very worried coming into this game becasue Ted only dominates the Red Sox in October (he's had good regular season games against them in his career but until today, no win to show for it... and count the playoffs too for that matter).
The Jays offense is really starting to turn it on. That's what hitting in Camden Yards will do to a slumping offense.... and they carried it north of the border. Ted was on fire tonight. 9.0 IP, 3 H, 2 BB 13K (career high... third double digit K game agaisnt Beantown)
What a game, and this is a very well deserved win. Let's hope the momentum carries into his next start against NY
ok twas another very good and accomplished baseball trip. We went to see Ted at the 3 Blue jays games at Camden Yards this weekend. First of all let me start by saying that I wish Ted had pitched this series. The Jays swept their first road series of the season, and hopefully their offense will continute to score 8+ runs a game when they are facing Pedro Martinez.
Got to speak to Ted again, and I am starting to feel worried that he is thinking the wrong way about us. We are not groupies who want to get in his pants. We just want to see him pitch in an environment a LOT less stressful and much more easygoing than Yankee Stadium. It just happened to work out that we saw him 3 weekends in a row. I kinda wish it were not like that but I don't write the schedule or the Blue Jays promotions. He was wondering where we were from and he asked us about the length of the drive to Baltimore.
I saw him working with Miguel Batista on pitch grips. This guy is so dedicated to his job, no wonder he made the all star team. I just hope that he starts to win a few games before the season is over. It's not his fault his team can't hit (well they did in Camden Yards)
Well I will probably write more later. I took a few more rolls of film but who knows when I will be able to afford to get them developed. And I have a surprise for someone in store. Current Mood: content
|Thursday, August 19th, 2004|
|Meow Mix Cafe
ok so I went to my first grand opening last night, and it was pretty damn cool :-)
The Meow Mix Cafe is a cafe/restaurant/shop set up for cats and their owners. There were at least 200 people at this grand opening, red carpet and all. Members of the public weren't supposed to be allowed inside until 8, but I was able to get in at about 7 after telling the person at the door my cat knowlege and interest in working for Meow Mix. Once I got in, I felt like a dork, but I felt in a world of cat lovers, where I belong. They had cat mascots (who I had a pic taken with), free samples of Meow Mix, plush toys, catnip toys, a hairball toss, a menu for cats and humans, and much more.
Some people had their cats with them. I really would have loved to bring my Tabber to this event, however I can't imagine him on a leash, and he HATES his carrier. Not to mention he is cat agressive.
The Meow Mix Cafe is a temporary event, and teh first of it's kind (for cats and not dogs).
I hope that it does become permanent because it is about time that kitties get some recognition in society. Current Mood: hopeful
|Tuesday, August 17th, 2004|
ok since I already ranted about the US border partol treating me like a criminal, I might as well talk about the good aspects of the trip.
First of all, I LOVE Skydome. I read something about ESPN ranking the ballparks last year and they ranked Skydome very low, yet Fenway Park aka the Green Shithole ahead of it (as one of the top along with Yankee Stadium). Let me just say that I don't agree with them. I perfer a more laid back atmosphere when watching baseball. As long as the fans are not cocky and know something about the game, I am cool sitting near them. And alcohol and baseball do NOT mix.
Anyways we went to the game Saturday, nothing eventful. It was a good game though, the Jays actually won a freaking game (hard to believe these days), and it's too bad that Ted Lilly never gets that kind of run support anymore. I thought when he was shipped to Toronto, the offense would bakc him up. I was wrong.
Sunday was Dog day. I would have LOVED to bring a dog to the event, prefarbly my grandfather's cocker spaniel Muffy. However I am glad I did not after dealing with the border partol. She is a great dog, and I would have loved to kidnap her to bring her to the game. First of all this trip killed 2 birds with one stone for me. One it was for pleasure, but also for business if I ever get a paying job in animal welfare. I would love to propose this to a team as a fundraiser for an animal organization. (I am actually going to a grand opening tonight and will talk with the ASPCA about possibly getting the Yankees or Mets to bite at this).
Anyways I met some great dogs that day. About 1/2 hour before the game everyone in the dog day section was invited to parade around the warning track with their dogs. It was just an awesome experience being on an MLB field. I saw something about "Kona Lilly" in Ted's handwriting right at teh beginning of the parade, but I had to move forward so I could not read all the details. At the end of the parade, I see Ted signing autographs. We decide to wait till everyone else had gone so that I could actually speak to him. He asked us if we were there for Dog day and if we brought a dog. I dont even have a dog at home, but part of me wanted to be a smart ass and say I have this new breed recognized by the AKC called a feline. But I didnt. I said it was too hard to bring one across the border.
We were at Petco a few weeks before and bought Ted some dog toys and a book on Labs (Kona is a chooclate lab). I told Ted that and he asked me if I wanted to give the toy to Kona, which I did. Kona is one of the biggest Labbies that I have ever seen, yet a very beautiful and friendly dog. He liked the chew toy that I gave him. I also met Tasha Lilly for the first time. She's very sweet. She's in vet school so I would probably get along with her very well (as a child, I wanted to become a vet) She thanked us for the toys, which was very nice of her. I hope that Kona devoured the rawhide that Pam bought him.
I wish I could have spoken to Ted some more, but I am sure that I will this weekend at Camden Yards in Baltimore. I want to tell him what a great dog he has and how much I enjoyed Dog day.
Overall, with the exception of the border incident, this trip to Toronto was very well worth it. Current Mood: accomplished
|Monday, August 16th, 2004|
|US border crossing
ok until this weekend, I haven't left the country since I was 12. I do understand that things (9/11) have changed since then. However the amount of security that we had to go through last night was insane. Most cars crossed the border in about 5 minutes, but because of profiling, we were detained for 2 hours. They asked us these ridiculous questions, and basically our life stories. WE were being treated as if we were terrorists or something. I was going hysterical. I really do not like to be put on the spot, and harassed the way I did. The first question that was asked was "what drugs do you have with you today" and I figured that they assumed that I was bringing drugs across the border due to my age. Who knows though.
They searched my car left and right and frisked us. They questioned every last thing down to my clothes and the baseball ticket stubs I had in my bag. They went through my wallet and everything. MY privacy was being invaded right there, and I just felt so belittled. \
All I can say is that next time I go to Canada, I am flying