A looooong walk home.
My cousin was able to clench three really good seats to every post-season Sox game. Although I have tailgated three times, I have yet to attend one game in person. Last night, I was informed that I am more then "cool" enough to tailgate with them, but he has loyalties to people (My dad, uncle, another cousin, co-workers, etc) and I am simply SOL. I am okay with this because I have no money, these tickets are mighty hefty, and also I understand that many old men have put in far more years of fan debauchery thus deserving these tickets far more then me... But, seriously, that shit hurt. I can tell you from my three experiences tailgating, then walking home against the sea of fans going to the game, it is painful to be *this* close and miss out. That last wave goodbye in the worst, it simply confirms that you will be watching the game at home... Only after, of course, walking against a sea of fans headed to the game. But it's okay, if I am not able to actually attend, I have still been able to embrace the feel of playoff through drinking and observing die-hard fans with portable flagpoles. This neighborhood is nuts, pride everywhere... It's awesome and I am happy to be a part of it... With this said, I need to talk to my homies.Letter to my boys...
, I know it has been a crazy few weeks... but we really need to talk.
You are a good team, really you are. You have great players, many of which just happen to be very fine to look at, and you have some kick-ass coaches. Your fun, entertaining, and generally put on a good show winning games. Sure you had a horrible brief demise at the end of the season, but you pulled it off... If anything, please remember that you remain the underdogs, and if you cocky fuckers don't get your shit together you could very well not pull this off... So, lets focus, us south-side trashy-scum fans are counting on it... and so are hundreds, if not thousands, of yuppie bandwagon fans... but fuck them, this is about us... the real fans who watched nearly every game and attended over 10 games this year.... Win this shit for us! Lets let that game go and start fresh tonight... We need some hits, lets swing that damn bat, mmmkay?
Cheer up little pups and take this one.
Your wanna be baby mama, J.NelA letter to my fantasy lover...
! Feeling good about tonight? Awesome. Listen, I had a chat with the guys, they are going to work on the dingers
, so YOU must solely focus on striking some Angel ass out, okay? I know you can do it. I have faith in you!
My God that trashy beard makes me hot... keep up the good work.
I love you,
You future baby mama, J.Nel
Let's make Grinder Rule #162 applicable once again!
(Grinder Rule #162: Crying in baseball - Only acceptable if champagne burns in your eyes. )