Game On; Now Go Away
Yep, Sidney Ponson is still a pitcher for the Yankees.
5-5. Top 4.
Midway through the bottom of the third, I had some random person knock on my door. Now, as many of you know, the dee-luxe apartment has some level of securitry. Of course, at night, Vito the nightwatchman is usually Vito the bald snoring guy. So sleep tight 1100 Wells Street!
I didn't answer the door, but the person was nice enough to slip a note under the door: "Khalid - Wanted to see if you were home. ~ AM"
Well, "AM," couldn't you have called Khalid to see if he was home? I mean, if you guys were so close that you know where he lives, you must obviously have his cell phone, right? Well, if he doesn't answer, then leave a message. And if he doesn't answer the message, then, well, get the message...he doesn't want to talk to you.
I did not know what to do, so I didn't answer. Again, and not to profile anyone, but I keep getting some of "Khalid's" mail, and, well, I got Khalid on a list somewhere.
Good has gone from bad to worse in the 4th. The 5-5 tie is now a 7-5 Yankee lead and I am IMPLORING the Sox to commemorate the 39th anniversary of the beaning of Tony Conligliaro by giving Johnny Damon a bowtie.
Don't hit him. Just let him know you were trying but "missed." (and use the fingers as quotation marks)
Johnny D is like 9-10 so far in this twi-night doubleheader. Back him off the plate. Make him uneasy. Make him think about things. Like cheating on his wife and mother of twin daughters with some other woman. (sorry, inner moral monologue coming out there).
Crap...more mute for NESN. Last inning, it was Connecticut Senator Chris Dodd. This inning, shampooing Donald Trump.
What happened to Lenny Clarke and Denis Leary?
It's funny, upon further review, folks in New England don't find Lenny funny. And of course, everyone harps on Denis Leary for being a Bill Hicks ripoff.
My opin: Lenny's funny; so is Denis.
What, Dave Chappelle and Chris Rock aren't similar? They're still both hilarious and genius.
Leave it along. Masshole's are just pissed that Leary is making millions and they're still sitting at the bar at Clarke's, ranting how Menino sucks and that you can't get a ticket to Fenway for less than 100 bucks.
Have another pony glass, Sean.
Bases loaded. No out. Papi up. Pitching change. Trump in the booth. The TV on mute. Bob Dylan on the iPod Bose docking system. Hazel Mae on the commercial. Guinness in the glass.
(insert "Jamestown" or "Narragansett" anywhere in there, along with "steaming hot plate of 20 buffalo wings" and you're really onto something there...or in Melbourne, with a satellite TV and some Boag's...)
Oh yeah...the Brian Jonestown Massacre on the system...pumping loud (sorry neighbors)...
Papi up with the bases loaded...
Full pint of Guinness...
You can score it: FC, 1 RBI
Manny up next. 1st and 3rd. 2 Outs. It's the Lefty Ron Villone vs. MBM.
And Manny is Manny. RBI base hit. 7-7. Yay!
New guy Hinske. K
Wily Modesto Pena up next. 1st and 2nd. 2 down.
Second Guinness also up next.
Wily Mo is not as tasty, satisfying, and as chock full of iron as Guinness is. Guinness is good for you. Wily Mo is good for at least 1-outta-3...and maybe for power.
Not so much. Back to the pinta.
(your humble and obedient servant,)