A's = CONSOLATION
I am the worst fair-weathered fan imaginable. Nationals down on their luck, Giants in the crapper, Cubs acting like a fierce little Wildcard...but are they?
I turn for baseball lovin' to the Oakland A's, our little American League bitches across the bay. They are playing crazy Hollywood-blockbuster baseball in the bottom of the ninth. I'm telling you, they just tied the game, the announcers are shrieking, the fans—all 6,000 of them—are bananas. I want to jump up and down and scream, "Go Athletics." Of course, I have better sense than that, but it's all very exciting. If you've got MLB.com or can watch the end of this game, still in progress, do so, and start at the 8th for the good stuff.
I turn for baseball lovin' to the Oakland A's, our little American League bitches across the bay. They are playing crazy Hollywood-blockbuster baseball in the bottom of the ninth. I'm telling you, they just tied the game, the announcers are shrieking, the fans—all 6,000 of them—are bananas. I want to jump up and down and scream, "Go Athletics." Of course, I have better sense than that, but it's all very exciting. If you've got MLB.com or can watch the end of this game, still in progress, do so, and start at the 8th for the good stuff.
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